Finally!

Hey everybody.

So it finally happened. No, I didn't get more food, still workin' on that one. But I finally have my own e-mail address. I know, who really cares I'm a dog, but I been wantin' one for a long time now. Mom says I have my Rachel to thank for this. Apparently she worked for a very very long time gettin' it for me. Somethin' about mom's phone randomly didn't have a signal to receive the text message with the varification code. Whatever. Point is, it finally got set up. And for that, my Rachel, thank you from the bottom of this lab's heart. Ok enough with the mush. Here's a more Reba-like response. Good grief it's about time mom and my Rachel! Shoot I only been askin' for my own e-mail for months now! Now at last I can reply to whoever comments to my blog and not have to use mom's e-mail address. My readers will know it's me when I write. For any of you out there who wanna write me, my address is: rebathedog@gmail.com. Simple, straightforward, to the point.

Next item of news. Mom and my April ordered Winston and I some new bowls. They came yesterday and they were so excited. I was like dude it's just a bowl! Put somethin' in it then we'll have reason to celebrate. There's somethin' different about these bowls though. They're shiny metal like our old ones, but they have a raised hump in the center. Looks sort of like a shiny tennis ball stuck in the middle of the bowl. I heard mom call them, slow feed bowls. Shoot I already have a slow down bowl. The thing's all divided up in to sections and is the most annoying thing to eat out of. But mom feeds me in them because I eat too fast and sometimes choke on my food. Well ma, if you'd leave food down all the time for me I wouldn't be so starvin' all the time! I guess these new bowls are better cuz they're metal. Well, dinner time came around, and I was my usual ferocious self. When mom finally gave me the signal, shoot I laied in to that new bowl. I sent food flyin' everywhere! Don't think the humans were all that happy about that. I guess I need time to get used to this bowl. It's better than the one I have with sections. Winston had to one up me by daintily eating his food in a circle around the shiny ball in the center. Goody goody! Well, looks like mom's gettin' ready to go somewhere today, I guess I better go. Until next time everybody, be good, and e-mail if ya think about it.

Reba the dog.