Thursday, May 27, 2010


Mama got me all distracted with playing games and I totally forgot to tell you about my trip to see my grammama!

First of all, we were in the car for a really long time and no one would let me sit where I wanted. Mama was in the back with me, but I wanted to be up front. Then in back again. Then in front again.

What? I'm a puppy.

We FINALLY got to this place with really green grass and lots of sticks, but we passed all that pretty fast and went inside. I was super excited to be there (that's pretty much my MO) and I tried to race through the house but mama kept me on a leash. We wound through the house to where this lady who was lounging in bed in the middle of the day! And they wouldn't let me jump up! Believe me, I tried, but mama wasn't giving in.

Later the lady -- they told me SHE'S my grammama -- came into the living room and I got to climb all over her and give her lots of kisses. She wasn't mean like the lady in Mexico -- my grammama let me jump up and chew on her arms (but only a little) and then she started taking pictures.

I'm sorry, I really like her and all, but I cannot sit still for pictures. I think she eventually got one when mama tricked me into staring at a toy, but I'm sure it's blurry. It's a skill I have.

Grammama gave me lots of cuddles and even threw my tug-tug for me! I can't wait until we get to visit her again.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

This Woman is Crazy

She keeps saying she's throwing something, but I think she's nuts. I'll play along because she IS the one who feeds me (except for when grampa and mamama fill my bowl) but can you please talk to her?

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Or Then I Sing?

Mama has been really annoying lately. She keeps dragging boxes into MY room, then throwing things all over MY couch. She says she's doing something with some organs or something... I don't know, I stopped listening when FOUR pairs of socks hit the floor.

She finally made a space for me on the couch. It took several tries for her to get the hint -- I kept jumping on the couch then lifting my legs daintily like I wasn't quite sure where to rest them, and she FINALLY moved a pile. Sheesh, woman.

I should cut her a little slack though. She did let me sleep while she watched a movie.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

MORE Presents!

I'm really starting to like this Bug person. LOOK!

It's a bag with my picture and my name on it! Which means... *looks around to make sure mama isn't listening* ... I can CHEW ON IT all I want! She can't tell me not to!

(Okay, she just told me not to, but STILL!)

Now if only I knew what a bag is for... Is it someplace for my penguin to hang out?

What else is in here?

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Think of Me as Your Trainer

I don't know what mama gets so worked up about sometimes. She wakes up when it's still dark outside and turns on this different glowy box that has people jumping around inside. They were in Mexico, too, but they were a lot smaller.

Anyway, normally I stay in bed when she plays with her glowy friends, but the other day I was wide awake for some reason (at least that's what mama kept saying) and decided to help.

She does this thing where she lays on her back then lifts her arms and legs, so I helped her keep her head on the floor. My paws were clean so I don't know why she pushed me away. It's not like my foot went IN her eye. Or mouth. Or ear.

Then she flipped onto her belly and started lifting her legs again. Perfect! I tried to help her hold her arms on the ground, but she started laughing at me.

Would you laugh at this face?

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

I Don't Care What You Say, I Know That's Not a Treat

For the past two weeks my mama keeps tackling me, pinning me to the ground, then shoving a little white thing down my throat. I've tried a zillion times to ask her WHY she keeps doing it, but then she distracts me with cuddles and I forget about it.

Until she does it again.

Sometimes she makes grampa and mamama help, and last night she tricked me and threw it down my throat while I was trying to play.

The nerve!

Sunday, May 9, 2010


All this behaving wore me out!

Friday, May 7, 2010


Mama keeps talking about ANOTHER mamamama that I'm gonna meet. They keep telling me I have to be on my best behavior and I can't chew on ANYTHING.

I don't know if it's worth it if I can chew on things.

They also said I can't jump or bark. What kind of place IS this?

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Sir Jury?

I figured out what the turd talk was all about. Now my mama said I might have to have Sir Jury. Is that like a treat?

I don't understand why she's so concerned. She said something about me being undescended, but she always says it doesn't matter who my father is.


I hope it isn't scary.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

New Turd?

Mama brought me to the doctor's last weekend. It's different from my doctor in Mexico -- for one thing it's all women and they give me treats! They gave me a shot and poked me all over, then mama and I went out to the bigger room where I played with two other dogs, a little girl, and a man who didn't seem to hear me.

Then the doctor came back out and mama put me on her back, THEN they started poking me DOWN THERE. I couldn't understand what they were talking about, but I think it must have been something about my poop because she kept asking if I'd had a new turd.

Whatever that means.

I'm just happy mama gave me some new toys.

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Baxter's Blog

We had a busy weekend! Mama took me to see her sister and a bunch of something she called TEENAGERS but there wasn't a computer so I couldn't write my post.

Do you remember when I asked you who I should be friends with? My friend Baxter left a comment about HIS blog -- and it rocks! He's so funny and HIS mama takes really good pictures. It's called The Daily Baxter and you should totally go read it.

The only bad thing is I can't figure out how to leave comments. I'm only ten months old, ya know.