Meet: Stewart Jason

I'm a little guy at six months old, been with my family for a few weeks now. I love my dad Hunter he's nine years old, that's pretty old in my book. I sleep in his room and have my own bed. I was from a litter that people didn't seem to want. I'm AKC registered too. My dad takes me to Petsmart for training and I'm doing really well. I really love my dog brother Rameses he's three months older than me. But, we have our paws on each other when we lay down during the day. We always play together - I mean always and my dad plays with us too! I met my dad when he came too look at the five of us, three brothers and two sisters. He picked me at first. But mom told him to meet everyone. Well, I had to fix that! So, I followed, nudged, pushed, and licked Hunter. Finally, I did the unthinkable!! I stood up on his shoulders and cleaned his whole face! He really needed a towel. Yeah, it worked and I'm named after Tony Stewart, Home Depot Race Car Driver! I am under weight and only weigh 89lbs, my brother that wasn't there weighs 100lbs. But, I'll catch up soon!

Lots of attention and my dad to play with as much as possible! Tend to be a random landscaper and play in water. Pet me as much as you can.

Landscaper
Posted: Monday 20 August 2007 14:56
Okay, I thought the skinny black hose was one of those strings you pull. So, I pulled and busted the drip system. Boy, did I have fun! I played in the water and got so muddy! But, than I was tired and since no one was home.... I went and laid down in the house. But, had trouble getting comfortable on everyone's bed. It might've been from the mud I was carrying around on my body. Didn't have much left when my dad came home. I liked the splatters on the hallway walls from me running around in the house. Dad, was pretty upset, so I gave him a kiss! He threw up his hands and said, "You're not suppose to do that!" I gave him another kiss! I felt bad because he had to clean up the mess with Grandpa.

Landscaper II
Posted: Monday 20 August 2007 14:57
I guess I didn't feel that bad, because today I played in the mud around the orange tree. Grandpa had the drip system go on at 8:30 in the morning and I sprung a leak with pulling on it. The house in the inside has my paw prints everywhere, couches, walls, beds. But, I didn't get my own bed dirty. I just didn't want to sleep in all that mud. You understand? Right??