Baby Blogging: A Boy and His Dog

Tilda and Graham get acquainted.

Tilda keeps watch.

Tilda Blogs: Note to Beatrice

Dear Beatrice,

Woof! Tilda here. I've been really busy these last few weeks. That's why I haven't been over to your house every day like I used to be. Here's a picture of me and my new baby. See me lick my lips! His feet taste good.

Averill won't let me near him unless she's close by. She took the picture.

I'm very important now. If someone comes in I have to run to the door and hop around and bark to let Averill know someone is here. Then I have to roll over and let them rub my tummy.

If baby cries I have to run around in circles. If Averill spends too much time holding him I have to try to jump on the couch so she can hold me too. I think that's when she calls QG to come take me to see you for a while.

I'm glad to come over because it's exhausting helping take care of a baby.

Duty calls! Woof!

Tilda

Beatrice Blogs: Meet Matilda

WOOF!

Beatrice here. I'm wagging my tail so hard that my behind is about to fall off. This morning Portia came in on her way to work and dropped off her new puppy--Matilda. She told me to call her Tilda.

Tilda came from the same Dachshund Ranch in Brenham where Olivia and I were born. Poor little thing is not a piebald like us. She's a long haired black and tan. Kinda cute though.

Portia missed Olivia very very much and decided she wanted to get a puppy and get her trained before Baby comes. You know what that means, don't you? It's up to me to show Tilda where and when to do business, bark, sleep, be adorable and generally not disgrace the family.

QG says she is counting on me to set a good example. I know I can do it, too! But first I must find my copy of Puppies for Dummies. Not for me, for QG.

Oops, Tilda just woke up. Duty calls.

Yours faithfully,

Beatrice.