The Best Thing in My Life...

...just arrived this week!  Well, ok, it's the best other than cuddles, food, bones and walks, at any rate.  I got myself a doggie door! 

At first me and Mish weren't so sure about this whole weird idea of a door within a door. To us, this looked extremely stupid. The big door was, well, bigger, and therefore nicer. It stays open all summer long. Now we are supposed to squeeze through this cat hole? Something just isn't quite right here...

Are we sure he knows what he's doing???  Better supervise just in case...

 

Misha did not think the doggie door was a very good idea. He spent the next two weeks pouting through the window when Mom wouldn't open the big door for him.

  

I, however, (unlike Mr. Spoiled Rotten Pants) properly appreciate things. When people go through the trouble to buy and install a doggie door for me, I use it. I use it about 354 times a day... Cat hole indeed! How could Mish ever have called it such a thing! This is the best invention ever! Well, other than maybe an automatic treat dispenser. Hey, my birthday is coming up...

Anyhow, now I never have to hold my bladder, can sleep outside in the middle of the night, and go on cat patrol 24/7.  I am the happiest pupper in the world.

Oh, it's just all so exciting, where do I begin?? I've been growing up and having fun, woohoo! On August 23rd I celebrated my first forever home anniversary. Life is so much easier these days. Now that I've experienced all of the seasons in my new home everything is becoming so much more familiar and comfortable. Now I know that when the weather changes it doesn't mean something terrible is going to happen. I stay at home and do the same things...like flopping on my back without notice in any location to beg for belly rubs, sit on Misha, eat breakfast on my bed and leave crumbs on it for Mom to clean up...all that sort of thing. The older I get the more a good boy I am. One of my previous posts touched on the subject, but I must reiterate (new fancy word I learned, see that Mish??): I am a GOOD BOY!



Me and my favoritest bud, big bro Mish, spend so much time together, we do everything in sync!







I can be so helpful too! It began to rain and blow, so I generously offered to hold down the tarp.



The new Berner Patio needed testing. Happy to oblige!



More testing. I always volunteer. Misha often won't, he says he's no guinea pig...whatever that is.



See what a good boy I am? I use my Puppy Potty! Ok, I won't when nobody is looking...sshh!



Cuddling with Mish! I adore my big brother and he adores me too. Yesterday he sat on me. That was nice, but he's a little too big for that sort of thing.



Did I mention Misha is big? Move over bro!



Hi, my name's Bromley. This is my bed and this is my box.



This is me in demo mode.



Mish and I just hangin' out on our new Berner Patio. The shade canopy needs some work. Miracle Gro?



We went on a Berner hike last weekend. I met this puppy and wanted to take him home sooo badly. Mom said no. I want a puppy! Booohooo!



Yes ladies, one handsome Berner boy here!



Oh well, I tried!

And that was yet another fantastic Bromley update! Hop on over to Misha's blog to see more picies!

I know I haven't posted in a long while...it has been a very traumatic time for me. I mean, first Spring arrived, and that was bad enough. I don't like seasons to change...actually NOTHING should change, it makes me nervous and do crazy things which make me sick, which makes me more nervous. It is hard. Then, Misha disappeared and came back very sad and sick and with this weird contraption on his head. I had to temporarily grow up that day so I could take care of my big brother. Talk about hard! After that, just when I thought things were getting better, Summer had to arrive! What business does the weather have to change all the time?! I was really upset again. We went to watering holes, (which can be fun, but also get me upset) instead of going to the regular park across the street. It got HOT, and all these new curtains went up and made the house as dark as a dungeon, which also upset me. It was/still is too hot to go outside during the day...more upset... And then this EVIL metallic clanging contraption came out of the closet and..and...rotated and blew air on me!!!!!!!!!!!! I screamed and ran away until it was gone.

However, there have been some nice things happening since my last post. Everybody (the idiots) finally figured out what I want: to stay at home, EAT, get belly rubs all day long and walk the exact same trails in the same park twice a day. Yes, that is what a Bromley wants. Misha says this is an extremely stupid and boring way to live, and gets grumpy sometimes. I really don't understand him, he is way too complicated, but I love him anyway. Anywho, when life is perfectly steady and not a single thing changes, I am comfortable. I don't eat sticks all day long. I can walk through the whole park without a pacifier (except my baby strip attached to my leash). I also get fed about 2 cups of kibble 3 times a day, plus 2 slices of bread, my dentastix and weekly bone. Watch out! No one dares call me "little" anymore, I'm the not so lean mean Bromley machine! I have gone my whole life being hungry, people, and you all wonder why I couldn't chew my food before! Numbskulls!

What blog post could be complete without picies?!?



This is me being really sweet to Misha after his surgery.



This is me moping with Misha, like a good brother should.



Getting my belly rubs!



Hanging with Mish...he's still grumpy with his recovery, so of course he needs my cheering up!



Multi tasking! Yes, we can pose, be pretty and be on cat patrol all at the same time. We're so talented!



Misha is not allowed to run away, all the way to the other side of the beach. It was very bad of him. SO, this time I'm making sure to reel him in with my leash and take him where I go.



Sometimes big brothers can be annoying. I really didn't want to get wet!



Is Dad home yet?!?!



Belly rub pleeeeease!



Just bein' HANDSOME.



In case you want some more handsome!



Since I usually don't eat things I shouldn't anymore, I've been given a promotion! Box shredder! Woohoo! Now Misha can be lazy while I do all the work.



What do you think of my chipmunk imitation?



It's almost big enough for the both of us!



Ah, and after digging a good mud hole now to sleep in it...er...HE did it! Not me! Really! Just look at his face!



I like my Mom, she gives good hugs!