does this picture of the star trek guy help?

any ideas?

Who is that masked man

So, I'm back ready for my other job - besides being a studio dog. Yes, my other job is playing and ripping toys to shreds. (Actually I haven't ripped up any toys so far. I mainly stick to ripping up plastic things for fun. I'm especially fond of bubble wrap. Don't worry, I know enough not to swallow any and the Feeder tries to keep me away from it most of the time anyway. Maybe now is not the time to talk about that Brillo pad I found.....) Anyway - here I am with a mystery toy. Anybody know who it is supposed to be? Somebody from Star Trek??

A friend my age - chocolate lab

So, Bella, the babe, finally came to visit. She is a chocolate lab, which is funny, since chocolate is not supposed to be good for us (at least that is what the Feeder says). Anyway, is she sweet or what? She is a bit older than me (just a coupla months) but is still fun loving and has a great personality. (She's cute, too, as you can see). We ran around like crazy and then shared a romantic bowl of muddy water. I think she could be the one! more later.......

My profession

So, the Feeder and the Otherone have been talking about my job. I'm apparently going to be in training as a Studio Dog. You can see me practicing on my first day on the job. It was pretty exhausting just lying there for hours and hours but I think I am getting the hang of it. I spend my time thinking about matters philosophic, which of course is very tiring. However, I also get to do more running around and steal some quite delicious stuff that the Feeder calls "garbage".

Visit from a Friend

My new friend Teddy came over to see me today with his human friends. He is an older gentleman, 14 years, I think. He was very nice, fun to sniff and very very tolerant of me. I guess he is not used to young pups, such as myself. I am now 13 weeks old, and certainly no longer feel like I just sprung out of my moms loins! No, no, no. I am running and digging all over the place. If that is not maturity I don't know what is!

All right, Mr DeMille, I'm ready for my close up.

I've discovered television. The pictures move. Sometimes there are creatures with four legs like me. Still, I am a sucker for old movies. I think I live on Sunset Boulevard, no?

What ears are for

I am beginning to feel more at home after getting a feel for the landscape. There are lots of grass, trees, weeds, dead leaves, moldy berries and pebbles to sniff. I have been learning to come, and almost became earborne as you can see from this pix.

Home at last

Finally I made it to my new home. My new human family seems OK. They supply me with lots of toys and food. They seem to be watching me very intently. They say they are worried about "accidents", but so far I know I have been perfect! Maybe they will chill out soon. Anyway - did you notice I had a bit of a haircut. Here is a picture of me lounging on my very own lawn.

Growing is hard work

Leaping after shadows is hard work and a bit of a rest on the cool floor is just the thing to recuperate.

Me and my family

We are a bit squished here, but enjoying our first formal portrait. Mom is the big girl on the right. Dad is the smallish white dude on the left. We pups are the beautiful music they made.