This is me.  My name is Levi. I'm a Yorkie.

This is my Blog.  Levi's Life.

I do alot.  I'm a guard dog.  I'm a companion.  I'm a navigator when we go for walks.  I'm a fitness instructor.  I'm the official food taster (although no one in the family takes this job very seriously).  I'm an alarm clock (you wouldn't believe how lazy these people can be),  And did I mention guard dog?  Yeah, I guard against all kinds of intruders.  Mailmen, deliverymen, family that drops by unannounced, chipmunks, squirrels, you name it, I will bark at it.

I will be 2 years old next month.  I share the same birthday with one of the people I live with.  Pretty cool, huh?  Anyway, I have been with this family almost my whole life, since I was a little puppy.

I am bored.  There is white, cold on the ground (snow) and I hate it.  I can't walk through it because I am kinda low to the ground.  My family layers me up to go outside, but my feet and legs still get cold and wet.  Ick and yuck and ouch!

 Last week, I went to the doctor because sometimes I hurt and I make a noise when it happens.  I tried to hide that I was hurting, even from the doctor.  But the doctor does this thing, where she moves all of your body parts around until the one that hurts, really really hurts and you can't hide it anymore.  They found out my secret.  My left knee slides around sometimes, in ways that it shouldn't.

Now nobody will play with me.  I'm so bored!  And my best person keeps shoving things in my mouth.  At first, I was happy because I was getting cheese three times a day, then I caught on that they were tricking me! So she started just shoving these hard bites way back in my mouth where I can't spit them out.

Her hand does not taste good.  I had to lick the floor to get the taste out of my mouth!
Its all very traumatizing.  Weird things in my mouth, I'm sleepy all the time and nobody will play with me...

And I love to play.  I can tear up a squeaker toy in about 20 minutes.  It seems to upset my family though.  Isn't that what they are made for?  The object of the game is to get the squeaker out as quickly as possible, right?  It's ok, because my best person just fixes them anyway, at least she tries.  I tear them up again right away!

I got an elf toy for the Christmas season.  He didn't last long.  I like to throw them and chase them and shake them and then tear them apart! Unfortunately, the elf could not be saved.

I guess that's all for now.  I'm gonna go sit on the back of the couch and watch out the window for any suspicious folks trying to invade my territory!