Movin On...

This is my last entry as a Guide Dog Puppy. I graduated Monday and moved to San Antonio to attend advanced training.

I went to a movie Sunday and did a fine job...If I do say so myself. Some may disagree but I sware it was only a tiny little piece of popcorn.

In this shot, Floyd and I are getting ready to get off the bus.

There were some imbarassing moments living in Austin but all in all I had a good time.

Mostly, I'll miss Floyd, my big chew toy.

And my guide dog girl friend, Cougar Coral.

Farewell!

Groovy Dog

Wow, two blogs from me in just a matter of days! You must really have been good boys and girls this week!

I wanted to tell you about this awesome yoga studio I get to visit every week with my sister Melissa. It's called Yogagroove. Melissa does HOT yoga there, so I'm not allowed to participate. No fair, right? But let me tell you, it's 105 degrees inside the room so I don't mind too much.


The owner of Yogagroove is a really cool guy named Cosmo. He loves dogs and has a beautiful...err, nice yellow lab named Cashew. Cosmo lets me come to the studio because I'm a dog, not just because I'm a guide dog in training! But he's very supportive of Guide Dogs of Texas. Look at the cool yellow lab bank that's at the check-in desk! Wait, how come it's yellow?

This is Cashew and I after playing around the studio for a few hours. Boy was I tired!


This is Bikram himself! He's the one that created the crazy hot yoga!


This is my friend Luna. She's another black lab that gets to hang out at Yogagroove, just like me! I keep saying that Cosmo should rename the studio to "The Lab Lab" but nobody listens.

Smart Dog

Very interesting car.

What do you mean? We're going to take a ride in what? You've got to be kidding! This is like stuffing 78 pounds of sh...Phantom into a 1 pound bag.

Well. I'm in.

Not as bad as I thought.

Boring...Might as well take a nap.

I'm out...free at last...free at last.

Work...Work...Work...

Last Saturday, we all went to San Antonio for training at Guide Dogs of Texas. What fun...Or so I thought.

First of all, we walked from hoop - to hoop - to hoop. No one could seem to decide where we should really be sitting.

Next, I had to squeeze my XL frame into a space designed for miniature poodle. I managed to get in there but it is not easy.

While I was working, slacker Floyd was was hanging out with his new friends.

Oh joy. Now we get to do the same exercise again on a bunch of chairs set up to mimic getting on a bus. I saw several pups fall out the windows...Hope they can run fast.

This was a down stay exercise. I appear to be doing pretty darn good. Actually, they work me so hard I could't move a muscle. I was tired...done...finished...kaput...on empty...down for the count...drained. (I think that's just about all the thesaurus had.) I'm calling it a day!

I hear you laughing! Come on! Haven't you ever heard of a second wind?

Woooo Hoooo, play time.

Webb Middle School Doesn't Want My Help:-(

Dad and I volunteered with the Partners in Math program to help 8th grade students at Webb Middle School with Math. O noble cause for such a noble dog as myself.

Dad and I took a class to prepare us for the program. The instructor thought I was amazing.

Unfortunately, we won't be helping out after all. Rey Garcia, the Principle at the school, said that "dogs would be to distracting to 8th graders" and turned down our offer to help.

Maybe we can find a worthy cause that wants my assistance.

So, who's distracted now?

I'm over the let down now because my friend Coral, the Guide Dog, stopped by to cheer me up.

That was fun...Now, time for a break.

Summer Fun

Hi! I'm back. I didn't really go anywhere but I have been doing my best to avoid the Austin heat.

You may be wondering why my buddy Floyd and I look so tired.

We'll here is the reason...Jethro. He came to stay with us for a week and we sure had lots of fun, but the boy sure wore us old guys out.

Here's another shot of Jethro playing...He is so immature.

And this is just wrong...He's a German Sheppard but don't expect me to break his heart and tell him he's not a lab.

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Finally, even Jethro got tired.

Party Time!!

It's hard to believe that I'm celebrating my first birthday and 9 months of training Phil, Sharon and Melissa.

Time flys when your having fun!

By the way, since I've matured, I don't mess with the tortoises...They are just rocks with legs anyway.

I'm not as young as I used to be. All this partying wares me out.