Keeping up with Caesar

Here I am again.  I am not nearly as interesting as Stevie is, nevertheless, I do have my story too.  I really like it in this house.  Phyllis is nice to all of us and I like her even though she makes me wear a band around my belly because I have not stopped lifting my leg in the house.  I love to go for walks and my best thing to do is ask Phyllis to pick me up on the couch.  Then I walk behind her, lay on my back and rub myself all over her.  Then I come around and put my head under her arm so she will scratch me.  I have lots of energy so I go outside to walk a lot.  Nobody would ever guess I may be eight years old or even a year or two older!  I try to get Phyllis to do what I want by barking at her but it doesn't work.  I just get a spray of water in my face and nothing happens to her.  Don't like the water bottle.  I am starting to understand why she uses it.

Today Phyllis tried to play with a squeaky toy with me but I got really scared.  Why does she think it's okay to throw toys at me.  Okay, they are soft and she doesn't really hit me with them but they land very close to me.  How many times do I have to run away before she decides it's enough alread!  I don'tt remember how I grew up but it wasn't with anything that squeaks.  I do like to chew a bully stick and eat dry food when I feel like it.  Phyllis isn't sure if I will be able to eat dry food after the rest of my rotten teeth are taken out on January 3rd.  I am going to ask nicely if Phyllis will let me have a turn on her lap now.  Elvis is there, before that Stevie was there.  She is very multi talented.  She can hold one dog, pat one with the elbow on that arm and knit a row of whatever in between.  And sometimes she stops knitting and reads and pats.  That's easier than knitting and patting because she has a machine that turns the pages with just one finger. She told us it was her Kindle.  Like, "okay guys, take a nap, I am going to read my Kindle."  Like that.  Sometimes I want to eat and she is playing games on her phone and I need to bark a little to get her attention if it's after 5.  But she's okay in my Kindle!  See ya later

Whenever Phyllis goes out I bark and bark.  I get away with it beecause she won't open the door and spray me..........I sleep right next to her every night and don't wake up until she does in the morning. All in all this is a nice enough place to live but I would rather have my own person that I don't have to share.  I am keeping my paws crossed that someone will want to adopt me before too long.  Until then I will give you updates if anything int4resting happens