Haircuts and scary things

This is a picture of me, before Miss Bonnie gave me a haircut. Mom thinks I got my name because I look like Mr. Snuffleupagus, Big Bird's friend- especially when my hair was long. Eliza and Samuel think I look like someone named ALF. I don't care. Mom loves me and I love my new home. 

This is what I look like now. I was supervising Mom and James picking strawberries this morning.

I am much cooler with my new haircut, and it's MUCH easier for Mom to give me a bath. (Besides that, I got tired of having her trying to untangle my curls all the time.)

I'm really looking forward to not having to wear a leash all the time. Do you see that bottle on the sidewalk? It got tangled in my leash and tried to eat me! That's not as bad as Saturday morning! I was just trying to help Mom and Chris set up our pavilion when Mom's little table jumped on me and then chased me and pulled on my leash when I tried to run away. It was really scary and I ran really fast to get away from it. I didn't know where I was or who all those people were. I got away from the table by running out onto the open field. I was so glad to hear Mom call my name! She gave me lots of loves when I came running back to her. She made the table sit back by the fence and stay away from me after I got to sniff it. (I like to sniff things to make sure they're not really dangerous. I think I would've been fine without this darn leash. What do I have to do to get rid of it? I love to run in the Colonel's yard and to play in Tommy and Andrew's yard with them. I don't have to wear my leash inside their fences.)