New House. New Sofa. Same Long Legs

Hello, Barney here again,
I arrived here a week ago. I was not consulted, but I’m adjusting. The hoomans are strange but I like them. They keep calling it a “Gotcha Day,” which sounds like something that should involve sausages. It did not. But I forgave them. Immediately. Because I am noble. And also because there were chicken feet.

My first roach

My first derp

having a good screamb

My current observations:

• The sofa is mine now. They tried to sit on it. That was funny. I just sat on them.
• Walks are plentiful. Sometimes there are other dogs, I don’t mind them.
• I have lots of toys, I have chomped holes in most of them.
• I was told I am “so good it’s suspicious.” This is true. I am hiding all my weird behaviour for week two. Just to keep things interesting.

My new hoomum keeps keeps taking pictures of me and saying

“look, you’re on the internet!” I don’t know what that means,

but I hope it leads to more treats.

Anyway. Week one has been full of love, fuss, and naps. 10/10.

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