Hello hound lovers! Foster Sonny once again and I must update my blog.

Lately the weather has been nice so we have been walking around the neighborhood.
I am learning to walk politely on lead and not pull. I learned quickly if I pull foster dad
will turn and go the other way. I don't like that so I am learning to walk by his side. When
we stop I like to lean against his leg. We saw a kitty and a few other dogs on our walk. I would
whine a little and try to pull but firm NO with a gentle pull on the lead and we were walking again. I would look back and another NO and a I would walk next to him. I understand the
word stop on walks now. Foster dad says I am very smart and learn fast! I discovered things
like road signs and mail box post that other dogs had visited and also tried to eat a rock that
was removed from my mouth. Hey, it was something new I had never seen and thought it might
be a treat. Did I mention I love liver treats?

I am only two so I can be a little active but in a good way. I love to lean, give kisses and
happy play so foster dad thinks I need to be with children over eight.

Foster parents have been doing that they call away testing, what ever that means. They said with or without the resident hounds present, when they leave I might whine or roo a little
for a few minutes but will settle down for a long nap in my crate. I don't know why but we fosters are always crated when the parents are gone. It must be some kind of rule of something.
When they are home I nap in the couch or on my bed. At night I sleep through the night on my
bed without asking out.

I have perfected potty training. I am now getting an A+. When I first came to the foster home
I had to wear what the humans call a bellyband. I never really needed it but I guess it is like
a seatbelt, it is there if you need it in case of an accident.

I heard the term "doggie bootcamp" mentioned when I came here but soon I will receiving my
private stripe. If you adopt me, I could be a 4 star general in no time! You must stand and salute when I wake from my nap.

Foster Sonny.

P.S. I hate foster in front of my name and being on the adoptable list. I want a home of my own.

Hello everyone. Once again Sonny here to update my blog!

After the winter gathering I came home to a new foster family. I hear they do that to see how we react in different situations and to see what type of forever home I will be happy with. I could really get used to the rides in the vans where I like to stand and look out. At times I like to stand between the seats and give kisses. Yes, I am a kisser, don't you just love to have your face kissed? Trips to Sonic are good also where I get something called ice cream!

I seem to have a new kickname. Foster dad calls me "Tater". I guess that is because I like to nap on the couch. He tells me fosters are not allowed on the furniture but hey doesn't furniture start with FUR? I sleep through the night on my bed next to the humans with the hounds that live here. While the humans are away I stay in my crate but that is not a problem either. I don't bark or cause a problem. Meal and treat time, I am first in line.

Dad was giving me an "A" on what he calls potty training. I got a little excited to see him when he came in from work and had a little accident while running happy circles. But to be honest I heard the resident hound Zane has been known to have the same thing happen.

I just turned two years old which means I am more active than some of the other hounds but that doesn't mean I am a bad doggie . I saw my reflection in the dishwasher last week and turned my head from side to side wondering who the other dog was. I love watching Animal Planet to hear the other dogs bark. Like a teenager, I also love my long-long naps. A cuddle nap is fine with me. Don't forget to scratch my ears!

Foster parents say they have had fosters for years and I am a keeper to the first lucky person that is interested.

Sonny.. aka Tater