Pez's bed or mine?

On Nov.12 mom had to go to work. Bummer! I like it when she's home. We went for a walk and I saw some black birds. I wanted to chase them.

That afternoon the neighbor lady and her granddaughter came by to deliver some candy we ordered from the granddaughter (she's a Girl Scout). The lady said I was beautiful. Definitely a pattern there.

My Aunt Laura and Uncle Paul came to visit on Nov.14th to celebrate my papa and mom's birthdays (today is mom's birthday). they brought their dog, Pez, with them. Pez is a fox terrier. I'll put up a picture of Pez with this posting.

Pez growled at me a few times. What's up with that? I'm a friendly dog and welcomed her to my house. I get along with everyone. And this is MY house. We got into a little rumble later but didn't hurt each other. That's okay. I showed Pez who's boss. When they brought Pez's bed into the house, I took it over as my own (see picture). What? You think it's a little small for me? I like to curl up into a small ball. It's comfy and warm.

The next day Auntie Laura and Pez joined us for a short walk. Pez and I shared smells on the ground so I guess we are friends now. I hope so. I would rather be friends with my cousins.