really good, we stop at this place that hands out cold white stuff in a cone. He usually just takes a couple of bites and gives me the rest, soooo tasty. We’re still working on my manners and trying to find me some friends but I just get so excited sometimes. When he’s home I like to curl up on the couch or stare out the window at those funny little tree animals with the big tails and the other ones that hop around and destroy the garden. I usually bark to let him know I see them but he doesn’t really like that. All in all life is pretty good these days, the new guy keeps telling me how lucky he is to have found me but I think we’re both pretty lucky.