A pastor whose Dalmatian serves coffee to his friends? Wow. I don’t know how he does that. Maybe the Dalmatian pulls the coffee cart?

How did you know that I always wag my tail to welcome my mom’s and dad’s friends? But my tail is very powerful so people have to be careful around me. When I start wagging my tail, my Dad will say “Joey, watch that thing! Be careful with that thing!”

I also do other things, too, that my parents are not always so happy about. For example, I have to wait in the hallway or living room until our guests are fully in the house before I’m allowed to greet them. I’m pretty strong and I can knock some people over, so my parents established this rule. (Honestly, I don’t always obey.) This is because my parents want our guests to be safe. It also helps to keep me inside. A lot of smaller dogs run outside as soon as the door opens for guests, and then, they run into the street and some get hit by cars. So my parents want to protect our guests, and they want to protect me.

Snow? That’s a good question. I’m a little more sensitive to cold now that I’m older, but still, once I get moving in the cold and snow, I’m very very happy. People don’t realize that even with the snow on the ground, there’s still so much to smell!

My sister Rosie wears a little sweater in the cold; she and I just took a walk together yesterday and I got to see her sweater. She and I are both skinny dogs. But I don’t wear anything. You remember my first post: My parents gave up on me wearing a coat soon after we took that delightful walk in the falling snow.

Thank you, Marion, for being my friend, and for being a friend of good people and good dogs!

Your pal,

Joey

And Joey, do you love to jump in piles of snow?

Thanks for sharing your thoughts on my blog. I see you too are a friend of fire fighters! Your message is very important. It’s really important to appreciate the people who help ensure your safety and save lives.

Your pal,

Joey