Fans! (and blogging dogs)

Guess what. I have fans!

I do not really know what a fan is, but Mommy says I have them and that is good. People read what I write here, and they like to come back to hear about my really fun life. I guess that means I should write more words, so that they will have something to read.

So, for my fans, I will write some stuff this morning. I will try to write stuff more often, too, so that my fans will have something to read.

One of my fans is Molly. She lives in Denver. Molly sends my mommy books about stuff. One day, she told my mommy about a book for ME. (Mommy and Molly talk about me a lot. I am very interesting.) She said, "This book reminds me of Dewey." My mommy said, "Send me the book." Molly did.

A puppy named Bo blogs just like me. Bo wrote the book that Molly sent. It is named Bad to the Bone: Memoir of a Rebel Doggie Blogger. (If you click on the name of the book, Molly will send you one, too.)

One day, when Mommy came home from work, the book that Molly sent was waiting at the door. The guy in the brown truck, who keeps coming to my house even though I keep telling him to go away, brought it. Mommy was very excited. She said she would read it to me. First, though, she had to make me tired.

We went outside and played Frisbee for lots of minutes. We do that every night. When my tongue was hanging out, we went inside. Mommy sat down in her chair. I laid down on her foot, like I always do. Then Mommy started to read to me. You know what? That Bo is a funny puppy. I liked his stories. I liked Mommy reading them to me. I snuggled closer. Mommy kept reading until she almost got to the end of the book.

I fell asleep a couple of times, but I still could hear Mommy's voice. I liked that. It made me feel safe. Mommy liked it, too. She likes funny puppy stories. She liked Bo's stories. She likes me best when I am sleeping (I am not naughty when I am sleeping.)

Mommy used to read my great-aunt Emma stories every night. Reading to me reminded her of their story time. Aunt Emma's story book is still on my Mommy's bed. Maybe some day, she will read those stories to me. Maybe Bo will write another book. If he does, I hope Molly will send it to me.