Say 'hello' to....

Finnegan Huckleberry Anderson

He's being adopted by Uncle Matt and Aunt Bekki.

I haven't met him yet, but he looks like one of those super annoying puppies that I have no patience for. Mom's cousin took his mom in as a foster dog when she was pregnant, sound familiar?

Uncle Matt and Aunt Bekki had a seriously hard time deciding which puppy they wanted, and some seriously strange dog picking logic, but I guess in the end they decided on one.

Mom says not to worry, I won't be meeting him anytime soon since he'll be living in Connecticut.

And that I'm lucky, because she seriously thought she might take one home too....

I am....

ONE!

Today is my birthday and I am one year old!! Can you believe it? Mom can't. She says I still act like a big snuggly, goofball puppy.

So, let me share with you some things about me you might not know.

I am....

....an alarm clock. Permanently set for "too early".

....a toilet clogger. Some balls don't float, when will I remember that?

....a co-pilot. Eyes on the road at all times, you never know when a squirrel is gonna make an appearance.

....a couch potato. During those rare, calm moments when a guy just has to take a rest.

....a four-legged treadmill. What self-respecting dog isn't always willing to exercise their human?

....a digger. Snow, dirt, doesn't matter, I will get the job done.

....a swimmer. 'Water' is my middle name.

....a snowmonster. Snow is just another form of water, you know.

....a smarty-pants. I'm still a BC, even if I don't look like one and can't hear.

....a wrestler. My neighbor Wes is teaching me to box, too.

....an obsessive fetcher. You think you are safe in the shower, but think again! A ball or frisbee might just magically appear in the tub with you! Mu hu ha ha ha!

So what did I do to celebrate my birthday you ask? Well, Mom and I went for an extra long walk at Winslow Park. It was wicked warm (40's) so all the snow was melting and there was MUD!!

Let's just say I wasn't even close to being white by the end of the walk.

Anyways, gotta go! Apparently, I have to go open some presents now!

Scary

The resemblance is just uncanny....

No, wait, maybe I look more like this....


Either way, sometimes I look just plain scary in the snow.

Best Week Ever!

Because.....

1. I graduated from another obedience class and proved how super smart I am, yet again.

Mom says it took the first two weeks or so for me to stop staring at all the other dogs and actually pay any attention to her, but then I realized I was there to play games and work with Mom, not the other dogs. Apparently, if you do your job good, then the instructor gives you a certificate and a Kong toy! And now we can sign up for the next level of obedience.

2. CHRISTMAS!

Oh, my doG! This has to be the best holiday ever. Mom said that someone named Santa was coming to give me presents, so I waited and waited for him....

But, alas, he must have brought the presents while I was asleep.

He knew just what I wanted though: new frisbee, tug toys, treats, bones. And of course, it was good seeing all my human family. I showed Uncle Matt and (soon to be) Aunt Bekki how good my wrestling, I mean snuggling, skills are.

...and last but not least....

3. Not one, but TWO snow storms!

We got snow this week (well, not necessarily the same week, but in a 7 day period anyways) not once, but twice! Once in Maine right before we left and then again while we were in Connecticut visting Grandma and Grandpa and Aunt Maddie.

Anyways, here are some pics of me and Oreo playing in the snow in Maine:

Oreo is Mom's Aunt Candy's dog and lives down the street from us, so we play all the time. She loves to roll in the snow and play chase with me.

And these are pics of me trying to run in the snow from the blizzard:

Weeeeeee!!!

Yaaa hooo!!

Too deep!!!

Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and is enjoying what snow they have as much as I am!

Family Reunion

Last weekend, Mom and I drove down to Connecticut again to see the family. But this time instead of driving back to Maine, we went to New York and saw MY family!!!

So let me introduce you:

Grandma Ginger

I tried to get her to play with me, and she showed me a few of her moves, but she was more interested in sitting in front of the heater with her new forever family.

Ivy (my Mom)

For some reason we didn't get a picture of her! But she's still available to adopt and you can check out her bio here: http://www.nebcr.org/Available_Border_Collies.html

I don't know what they were talking about when they said 'reactive'. She was playing in a field with a billion other dogs when we saw her, and didn't seem like she could care less.

Uncle Roosevelt

He lives in Maine too! I would have liked to play with him, but he was too busy obsessing over his ball being thrown.

Dahlia (my sister)

She was cute and looked a lot like Grandma Ginger. She was also obssessed with the getting the ball thrown.

Hawk

Boy does he know how to wrestle! We were playing so hard that we ran Grandma Lynn right over! (She was okay though.)

Kiefer

Kiefer not only looks like me and is deaf like me, he also loves his water bowl.... like me! The two of us had fun playing tug and wrestling and running up and down the A-frame thingy (obviously Mom is not an Agility-buff if she doesn't even know the real name for this fun thing.)

Overall it was a really fun day and we got to see a lot of dogs, and a lot of really nice people.

Needless to say, I was pooped by the end of the day.

But when I got home, I got to play with all the presents I got! Like the this really cool zebra from the Yankee Swap.

Needless to say, I can de-stuff an animal and oh-so-quickly extract the squeeky thing with the best of them.

Then there is the nice stuffed, squeekly bone from Dahlia (I think it was from her, but I could be wrong- by the time we finished driving 5 hours home Mom wasn't sure what her own name was anymore).

I like to bring this over to Mom and shmush it right into her lap.

And last but not least, a nice rubber cat whose tail blows up from Ivy. She must have know I have a thing for chasing black cats.....

I made out good, don't ya think?

To Grandmother's House We Went

Well, now that I'm free of the blasted cone I can get back to having fun! We are in CT right now visiting Grandma and Grandpa and Aunt Maddie and a whole bunch of other people and dogs for Thanksgiving.

Here's a video of all the things I've been up to. Its more about people than us dogs, but I'm in it quite a bit:

Hope everyone had a good Turkey Day! (I myself did not see any of these infamous birds.)

Look Familiar?

Hmmm..... where have you seen this look before?

White puppy, silly cone....

Well, I thought I'd take a cue from Kiefer and try it out for a bit.

Yes, I had to have something removed, but it wasn't because I ate something (you better believe Mom cleaned out all my toys real quick after she heard about my brother).

Mom said it was time to get my "boys" taken out. I don't know who my boys were since I had never seen them, but apparently its good that they're gone now. The vet said one of them was wierd shaped and took a wrong turn and had gotten lost somewhere. We found him though. The other one I guess was normal, and had decided to make an appearance after all. But he must not have been around long cause I never really met him.

Either way, Mom couldn't stand thinking that there might be something wrong with them. She was gonna hold out as long as possible so that I would develop the right way or something like that, but seeing as I'm only 8 months old and already 46 lbs, I don't think it will be a problem.

Note the awesome duct tape designs and massive chip out of the side of the cone. Yeah, I gave shattering it into smitherines a pretty good shot by running into about every door frame in the house, but Mom just put the pieces back together. She looked for a new one at the pet store, but they weren't clear and seeing as I'm already deaf, she didn't want to make me practically blind too.

Whatever, I just want this silly cone off my head.....

And when are we gonna get to play frisbee again?

Here's something else that might look familiar, NEBCR people and dogs!

Mom and I drove all the way up to Washington, Maine to this really cool farm to meet some people and dogs from NEBCR. We didn't get to stay long but it was really fun while we were there, and we got to see lots and lots of border collies and do some really fun things.

Mom says she has to give credit for this photo to Russ and Susan though, cause she stole it from them. Apparently she was too busy trying to teach this here giant white fluffball how to behave and not act like a wild idiot. Its all good though, I got to play with those dogs eventually.

Okay, time to go curl up with a good book and chill out so I can get these stitches out. Only a few more days and then I'm FREEEEEEEE!!