Happy Tail for Deon!

My new mom understands me because she too is itchy, sneezy, and has watery eyes. She is kind of crazy and is always saying how she wishes I could talk so I could tell how weird I must think they are. She is a crazy cleaner too and is always wiping my eyes, which I try and cover with my paws but she finds me, is vacuuming which makes me bark, and always wiping my feet when I come in from outside. We are a really good team now and I usually lift up my feet for her or lean on her while she cleans by toes. 

My family also has a small person I LOVE.  He always has the coolest toys, is dropping food, and lets me lick his entire face. He is always chanting “Deon the Dog” over and over so I’m usually close behind.  I’m really good at leaving his toys alone, although sometimes I loose control and chew up a dinosaur, but I feel really really bad afterwards.  My mom has figured out that the best way to keep me from getting too excited about the toys is to take me for runs in our neighborhood.  The neighbors used to ask if I was “ferocious” but I don’t even know what that means.  Now the UPS man, post office lady, and garbage man compliment me on how much of a pretty big boy I am.  People even stop their cars and come out of their houses to ask what type of dog I am and tell me how cool I look.  My family tells me how much they love me everyday with lots of treats, toys, snuggles and kisses.  

I  tell them I love them with wiggles and snorts and try to be sneaky and crawl into their laps and sleep in their bed. If I lay on the charm extra thick I usually get to stay!!  I recently started going to obedience class and my mom is so proud at how well I listen and how much my anxiety has gone down that I have been getting extra snuggles and sleeps in their bed. 

The past 8 months have gone so fast I couldn’t imagine it any other way.  My mom agrees! It took her half an hour to decide which pictures of me she liked best! 

Love Deon, Michael, Randi and Gavin Thompson