From Sadie

I still haven't found the blog baby. Ms. Green Jeans is still poking on the little box, well she has been doing that alot anyway. She stops every so often and goes away from the window. I still hear puppies and cannot find them. I think they are in the house but there are only two dogs in the house. And they are too old to have puppies. And too grumpy too. There is a little fuzzy one that Ms. told me was a poodle and another that is a rat terrorist. They have been here a lot longer than me.
The weather is changing and tonight will be cold and that means I will be on guard tonight. I think I will take a nap.

From Sadie of Windsong

Today is the Birth of the Blog. That is what Ms. Green Jeans says anyway. I have had a very hard time finding the baby though. You see, I am the Guardian of the Farm. Ms. Green Jeans calls this place Windsong Farm but we all know who this farm belongs to. It belongs to me, Sadie, the Great Pyrenees of Windsong. And it is my job and mission to first and foremost guard the babies. So I really need to find this new Blog Baby. I do not know what it will look like. I have had sheep, ducks, geese (sometimes these have a REAL bad attitude!), donkeys, and horses. And cats. And I have to guard all the babies. I think I hear something in the house but I swear it sounds like a puppy. Does a Blog look like a puppy?



Ms. Green Jeans is poking on the little box again. I can see her through the window. If she is poking on the little box then she must not be worried about the baby so I think I will take a nap. I had long duty this weekend as she was gone to the city for a big convention. Came home talking about a Blu Frog. Now I have NEVER seen a Blu Frog. At least I know what it will look like. Now for that Nap...