Finding the Fridge

So you're wondering where I've been. It's been almost a month and Dad has not posted a blog. Well, there's an explanation. I've been on the hunt for food. See, I'm always hungry and eating everything in sight and now that I'm really mobile, I can get out there on my own and look for food.

So I though I'd go on the prowl and look in the fridge...

Hmmm, asparagus, interesting...

I wonder how a red pepper would go with my oatmeal...

Hey, is there any ice cream in here...?

Whoa! The footing can get slippery with Boss's slobber on the floor...

Okay, so I've got my jammies on and I'm all set in my chair to eat, but now I can't see my food. Papa has been taking to calling me "The Sheepddog" with this look. Yo, Dad, how bout a hair clip for ol' Finley here.