Where have I been????

What this photo of my stunning self does not show is the enormous pink patch on my face. Who knew that eating a bottle of pink glue paint (non-toxic) would make such a mess. Mommy said I would be the prettiest boy at the kennel. It took 2 weeks for the paint to finally come off my face. What can I say, I like to dress up!
People keep asking, where is T-Bone, he hasn't posted in a while. Well, there is a good reason for that. My human mother had a baby. So there was a lot of shuffling of me, T-Bone, too and from the Spa. I spent 5 days there last week, my longest stay by far. My parents, while having a baby, still worried that I might not adjust to life at the kennel that long. My mom even called from the hospital. Turns out I was having a awesome time. My parents were very assured when the spa people told them that they use me, T-Bone, as an introduction dog when new scared dogs come to the kennel - because I love all dogs big and small and will play accordingly with them. Although, my spa seperates the small dogs from the larger, they still bring me out to visit.

On to more pressing news. The infant. There was much concern, speculation about what I, T-Bone, would do with a new little person. I am quite protective of the people I already have, and generally love everyone I meet - with the exception of larger males with hats and sunglasses, something shady about them. Anyway, everyone was concerned with how I would react. Let me replay my first encounter with the baby. I came home from the spa, all my people were already home. I was excited to see them, at first I did not notice the little person sitting in this basket contraption, that is until 2 hours later when he made a noise... At first it was glorious little squeaking sound, I thought THEY BOUGHT ME A NEW TOY. I immediately went on a toy hunt, must find that new squeaky toy. I went to the area of the basket, did they hide underneath the basket?.... no.... not there.... what about in the basket?.... WHAT IS THAT. It was a tiny little person (editor note: not that tiny, over 10lbs). I sniffed, I looked back and forth to mama and papa. Papa jumped out of his chair to come over and supervise. I looked again, then I sniffed again. I walked away. That was our first encounter. Now, this little person appears to be staying here permanently, so I have decided to add him to my protection roster. Now I sleep by the basket, I like to sniff when he is sitting on laps, and I like to sit beside him when he is sitting with other people, just in case they need me.

Editor note: We had a lot of concerns about how T-Bone would react to a new person in the house. He has been absolutely amazing. Aside from one growling moment when the baby cried, T-Bone has been a model dog. He is curious, but never over steps. We are so relieved. He is such a sucky boy, we were worried that would be lost when we had the baby, fortunately it wasn't. He still sleeps with us, wants his cuddles, but understands when sometimes it isn't possible!!! Go T-Bone go!