I am brave and smart!

The Interloper!

​It’s me, Finn, brave and smart! I bet you’re wondering where my name came from.  Well, Finn is because my mommy likes that name, it’s Welsh like me.
 
My mommy started telling me I’m soooo brave and soooo smart right from the first day I came to live with her.
 
I’m very brave and I’m a good watch dog. Just last week I spent days warning off this interloper who insists on looking into our bedroom window! Sometimes it knocks on the window, but I’m very clear, it’s not allowed inside. 

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The bravest thing I’ve done is I learned how to run up and down the stairs. I was two years old when I came to live with my mommy and didn’t know what stairs were. There were three between me and the outside and then there were the BIG stairs down to the basement. Those were very scary! Mommy had to carry me down the steps to the outside those first few days, but I learned to run up them after a few tries. It made her really happy when I’d stand at the top step and jump around, waiting for my treat. She calls it my happy corgi dance and would tell say, “Finn’s sooo brave and sooo smart.” I am smart! When I make mommy happy she pets me and gives me treats.
 
Mommy didn’t seem to care if I went down the BIG stairs, but I wanted to see what was in the basement. I just knew there were all sorts of wonders I was missing out on. Murphy the cat eats down there, and his food smelled so yummy. Shay got to lick out the can every day. Murphy and Shay showed me now easy it was. Murphy can even jump up and turn around on the BIG stairs. Cats are show-offs.

I go down the stairs.

And back up the stairs for my treat!

​So, one day I tried the BIG stairs and it wasn’t very scary at all! It was sorta fun. My suspicions were correct, the basement was a whole new world to explore and the juice at the bottom of the cat food can is delightful! Shay and I share it every day. Now I run down and back up all the time. Mommy says I look like a big, fuzzy slinky.
 
Until next time,
 
Finn, brave and smart