UPDATE: We finally made it to the vet for a weigh-in. My little guy is at 67 lbs. Looks like we’ll be adding another cup of food to his day.
It’s been a while, I know, but my person and I have been so busy. She’s been working and looking for a new home for us. I’m mostly just having fun. I’m five months old today. I weigh ??? (TaMara’s note: Today was the day to go get weighed but snow and cold kept us housebound, I’ll update tomorrow with his weight, but it’s likely 65 lbs) and when I stand on my hind legs, I can easily hug my person around her neck.
Big doings lately. I’ve been riding in the car without my crate for quite a while now and my person says I’m doing awesome. Well, mostly. She’s pulled the car over a couple of times when I wouldn’t listen and tried to climb in the back area of the car. She says it’s not safe. She says it very loudly.
I’m doing well on all my commands, my person has added “come” and “down” (which she reminds everyone is not the same as “off”). TaMara’s Note: Come still seems to mean, run around the yard like a crazy thing.
I had my first (well if you don’t count my trip to come to my new home) road trip. It was great fun. I felt like I was in the car forever, but I got a lot of walks in very interesting places (my person called them ‘rest stops’ though we didn’t rest there at all).
When we finally stopped driving we were at my other family’s home, filled with other kitties, a sweet little girl and my person’s brother and sister-in-law. So many new things to see and take in, and little kids to play with, I really like them.
The best part was one night we went for a long walk with lots of kids and big people, stopping at house after house. Everyone was soooo excited, it was hard to not run around crazy like they were doing, and everywhere we went everyone wanted to pet me and tell me how handsome I am. I can’t wait to do it again.
All that excitement, I missed a lot of my naps. Finally crashed while my sweet little girl read me a bedtime story. Another whole day of fun and then it was time to go back home.
Back in the car, we drove forever again, but finally we were home and I really think my kitties missed me because they are all hanging out with me a lot more. That makes me very happy.
Everyday my person and I go out to the ponds for a long walk. I really like this, so many smells, so many birds and just enough people to make it interesting. We practice all kinds of things there: come, stay, stop, walk, heel and how to sit when bicycles fly by. I really want to chase them, but sitting makes my person so happy, I’d rather sit.
TaMara’s note: I thought it would be fun to compare and contrast Bixby in photos:
This week (above)…and his first week with me(below):
I still love my stuffy, even though I don’t fit on him quite the same.
That’s it for me, I’ll update when I can. Until then, know I’m having a blast and growing every day. – Bixby