Hogan Beauregard Byrne here (formerly Goose)
Hello and Happy New Year!
Hogan Beauregard Byrne here (formerly Goose)! They call me Hogey Bogey for short. As far as my new name, Mom says I am named after one of the great golfers of all time – Ben Hogan — and she chose Beauregard so she could shorten it to Bogey (which is 1 over par in golf). I am not sure what golf is all about, but I learned my new name in less than a day. Mom & Dad say I act like a goose, mostly because I am silly. However, when I wake up in the morning I roll over on my back, stretch my front paws over my head and my back legs straight out and then make a sort of honking sound.
Enough about my new name, I wanted to drop you a line and let you know how things are going in my new life. First off, I have been very busy exploring my new home. We celebrated something called Christmas. Based on my history, Mom & Dad think this was my first Christmas in a real home.
My first full day home Mom & I spent making fudge and baking cookies. We addressed Christmas cards later that week and then, I was so excited on something called Christmas morning as someone named Santa left a basket full of toys and treats — boy, did I hit the Mother Load — check out the pictures of my basket.
Mom & Dad have determined that I am a very sweet boy, like people and other dogs. I have doggie neighbors on all three sides of me. I LOVE FOOD & TREATS — LOVE FOOD & TREATS— LOVE FOOD & TREATS. Did I say that I LOVE food and treats? I am working on some clicker training and have learned “look at me” and improved “sit”. I make good eye contact and look to my humans for instruction so that should make for some easy training. We are working on “down” now. I know what the word “No” means, but I pout if I don’t get my way and curl up in my favorite place to sleep — Mom & Dad’s big bed. I am not allowed on any furniture other than their bed and seemed to have learned that quickly. I sleep all night and will wake you up if I have to go potty. I have to stay in my crate when Mom & Dad are not home, which I am not particularly fond of either. I do get a treat for getting in my crate and Mom & Dad say it is a good place for me.
I went to the vet and got my rabies shot and heartworm test. I was very good and they vet and everyone said I was cute. The good news is I do not have heartworms!
I am very curious and nosy and know how to open cabinets and drawers! Mom said we will have to turn that bad habit into something good. I LOVE TOYS, but have to be supervised with stuffies because I gut them — pulling out all of the stuffing and squeakers — although I don’t eat the stuffing or squeakers. I also chewed the top off of a small red kong, but so far the black one has survived. I have even managed to tear a hole in my brand new Kong Wubba. Mom & Dad think I should be employed as a toy tester! They are trying to teach me that if I want to chew or gnaw I should select a bone. I am not sure that I agree with that concept yet. The good news is I do not chew furniture.
I have a huge backyard to play in, but I am a little afraid of being left outside alone so generally someone is out with me or watching me closely. I have not tried to jump the fence, which is good, but I do chase the rabbits and birds. I also try to catch snowflakes and leaves
Mom & Dad tell me they love me even when I get in trouble and I’m pretty sure I love them too! Thanks for helping me find my forever home and take a look at my pictures.