
Today we went on a short drive to the Napa Valley. She wanted me to have the chance to walk in the vineyards and to see bud break. I didn’t really care about all that, but the air smelled sweet so I closed my eyes and I drank it all in.


When he first got here they were calling him "compassion case" and now they are calling him "foster dog"...I don't know what any of those words mean, but it must be sorta like "big dork" or somethin' if Benny is one. Anyway, we have the best time together and his busted pelvis doesn't slow him down at all...(don't worry it's an old injury and it doesn't hurt him anymore) just makes him walk a little funny.
I also wanted to tell all my buddies who have gotten their CGC...CONGRATULATIONS! I am so proud of you guys...



So now I am a CGC. Foster dad says it stands for Cute, Good, and Cuddly.
Hey, that's just like me.
Grace-