As many of you know two years ago Jacquie and Steve adopted me in Kansas City. I was a kennel dog. I didn't know much about country life, but I trusted these two and learned to swim and hunt and how to chase deer. Little did I know that I had more learning to do.
Helloooooooooo Chicago! After a LONG ride in a cramped car I arrived in the windy city, a concrete jungle filled with sidewalks, bridges, more sidewalks, cars, smoky loud trains and dogs...lots of dogs and people....so many people.
I brought a few friends with me to make sure that my new home felt familiar. At first I needed those friends to feel at home. I had a lot to learn and not much time to learn it. At first I stuck pretty close to my mom and was a little nervous.
Let me tell you it's quite a change. I've had my first elevator ride, gotten to know and love the doormen, learned to cross streets and poop where and when the time is right. I am bound and determined to meet, greet and politely slobber on each and every Chicago resident. I've already gone swimming in Lake Michigan and every day I play fetch in my local dog park. Sometimes I have to share my ball.
The balcony is one of my favorite places. I can feel the wind, enjoy the outdoors, and look out on this beautiful city. I'm out and about in the city all the time. I even saw the Chicago marathon. (I wanted to run too!)
I got some new duds too. I have a leash and a good supply of poop bags. No more hiding poop in the woods. It goes in these bags and we keep the city clean!
Got a new houndstooth collar too...pretty uptown don't you think? City guys are well dressed and classy. That's me!
I've learned that as long as I stay with my family, I can live anywhere and be happy. Thanks to everyone who has been asking about me. I'm good and learning to be a city boy!