Life has been blissfully normal - normal for me, anyway, which means everything has pretty much stayed the same day after day. We get up in the morning and mom throws the ball for awhile, then we get in the car and go to work and mom throws the ball whenever she's in the apartment with me, then we get in the car and go home and mom throws the ball for me until bedtime.
We did get a new family member. Her name is Echo and mom said she is a dachsador. That's a dachshund and labrador retriever mix, but Echo is almost all dachshund. I was suspicious of her at first, because I was convinced she wanted to steal my ball, but we get along much better lately. We play a lot, so I have to be careful where I step because she is so little and I am a big boy now.
