I'm so cute

I am just the cutest thing ever. My mommy says so all the time! I have a bath every week, sometimes twice. My ears are trimmed up cute this week. My lady loves me so much and chases me around the house. I can hardly blame her, have you seen me lately?

My mom has been out of town a lot lately and I play outside all day long on the weekend and get filthy dirty and mommy chastises me for being so dirty. It's ok, I get to play then I get all princed up. It's still good to be me.

Just saying is all.

I'm still not a big boy

I like to spoon when I'm sleeping. It's awesome and I know I'm keeping my mommy warm.

I hear I get to go to SLC on December 3rd. I'm excited! I get to play with Maddog, Maggie and Beemer. I'm happy I don't have to stay home while my mommy goes out of town for once. I see that pink and black luggage and I have a panic attack, then I get mopey and pout. I try to convince her I could fit right in that pretty little suitcase and I know she loves it because she often tells me that she loves me more than her luggage and well I know she loves me the most so she must like that luggage an awful lot too. So I get to go on a roadtrip. The only bad part of this is that I don't get to see my Bella for a couple days and it is a hard toss up between who I love more, my mommy or my Bella. It's great to be with my mommy but I (once again) get mopey and pouty when I'm away from Bella. Maybe I have perpetual PMS. It's possible...I do have a girl name.

I got a bath tonight. It's nice to be clean and pretty. This is how I am suppose to be and look and feel. Mommy loves on me more when I'm bathed. I'm watching snoopy and snuggling with my mommys feet, I couldn't be happier. I wonder if I'll get a turkey bone like Snoopy and Woodstock are eating their big turkey. Woodstock is the cutest thing ever. He could live here with me and ride on my head. But I probably wouldn't share the wishbone with him because Bella would be jealous.

It was already dead

I have found and brought home a bone. A BIG bone. I've grossed mom out before by bringing home mice, rabbits, lizards and even this one time it was so cool, I found a deer leg that was still a leg and not a bone yet. So I don't know what this belong to but mom says it's a spine and I think it would only be gross if it was from a dog so I think it came from a different animal. The best part is that mom let me keep it and didn't take it away like the deer leg. It's not like I killed the deer myself, although I could tell people that and they might believe me and think I'm really a stud.

What's a grindstone?

Mom says she is going back to the grindstone. I hate the grindstone and I don't even know what it is. All I know is that she is going to be with the grindstone instead of me. It's stupid. Not only that but I heard her talk about her suitcase too and I have an inkling she will be packing again and there won't be room for me.

She doesn't seem to understand when I paw at her keyboard and her face or talk to her when she's on the computer, reading, on the phone, sleeping...pretty much anything that isn't for me, that I need her to love on me.

I had male PMS a couple weeks ago. I was such a bitch and everyone will make fun of me because I have a girl name and say it's only natural that I have PMS. I don't know how Bella tolerates me. I was just outright mean. I have no patience and not only that but I pick fights. I bitched at her for days. I don't know what was wrong with me. She never does anything to make me mad. She comes home every night. She shares her bed with me, she let's me nibble on her food and she lets me know I'm the alpha dog even though I'm littler (I show this by humping her head). She lets me and how do I repay her? I be the psycho mean boy dog. I'm sorry Bella, it was a phase. Maybe a full moon. Maybe I was mad that mom was gone so much. But you're my girl. I love you the most....next to mom.

Moms are also...

Annoying. Doesn't she know what naptimes is? Doesn't she care? I am sooo tolerable of this woman.

More traveling

I'm going to be on the road a lot more now with mom. It's fine with me, this is a photo of my copilot position. Once a month she is going to Salt Lake City to see her dad. I don't even know who my dad is. No one calls me a bastard though. Dad's are important. Mom likes to have me with her but I miss my Bella so much I am a bit mopey when I'm away from her. I'm a lot like a spoiled teenager who doesn't want to be away from home. I still get to sleep with her and drive in the car with her. She stops to let me drink and we even went to a park where I could play for a little while. That was the best part of this weekend trip. I love playing in grass. It is the best, most fresh feeling and feels so cool and free. I could run and play in grass for a long time. We don't really have much grass at home. It is all dirt. Red dirt for that matter which has dyed my feet and mouth a shade of brown and red mixed together. It makes mom mad. So I ran and played at the park. We improvised and used a pine cone to play catch. The grass was barely tall enough for me to see where it landed and I must have a cold because I couldn't track it down by smell either. It was still fun and my sister Danielle was there playing too. I love her :)

I don't mind so much

My foot rest.

Camping

I got to go on a day camp trip with mom and her friends last Saturday. It was a quiet drive up to the mountains for about 2 hours. I was a good boy and sat up on the pillows in the back seat and slept. Time goes by fast when you sleep a lot. I didn't know where we were going or how long it would take, I just follow my mom everywhere.

We stopped at a gas station and I was a little peeved that mom came out with skittles, ice tea and licorice but no beef jerky for me. I had a hankerin for it.

The meadow was pretty where we were. I was safe and got to play and wander but it was boring without Bella. Who was I suppose to play with? Where was I suppose to wander? It just isn't the same without someone to share it with. I spent most of the time moping around and wishing she had just left me home. I ended up with sap in a few spots and pine needles stuck to my ass and between my toes. There weren't any bugs so I'm glad about that. There weren't any little screaming brats so that was a blessing.

The only great parts were the food and the 4 wheeler ride. I tried to keep Iraiza warm by cuddling up to her leg because she is allergic of the cold. Literally she gets violently ill when she is cold. Not much my little body could do but I tried. So here is a picture of us 4 wheeling.

I did sleep good after we got home and I had a bath and told Bella how much I missed and loved her. I heard Gracie mutter in the background that mom should have taken us both (me and Bella) and then everyone would have been happy.

Finally

My mom is home. I play and play all day long and wait for her. I have so much to do and so much to see and say and play but I wait for my mom and it seems like she just packs her bags and disappears for a while. I know it isn't because I'm naughty or that she doesn't like me. What is there not to like? She promises she is home to stay for a while. I like that.

My sister is home for a little while too. She isn't nearly as affectionate as my mommy. She looks at me and says "what?" I just want some rubbing and scratchin going on. She hardly ever sees me, the least she could do is rub my belly. I lay right over on my back for her.

Now that mom is home I'm hoping we can go on some more 4 wheeler rides. I get to lay on the seat behind Jerri but in front of my mom or I get to be King of the world and sit up on the front steering wheel which is awesome, the wind in my hair, my ears blowing back and the best part is I am the only one who gets a ride. I have to get down and play for a minute but that is ok.

It is so dang hot out you wouldn't even believe it. I don't stay out long because I have tender skin and can get a sunburn. I'm pretty smart about these things though. I hang out in the shade and usually wait at the door.

I was soooo naughty the other day. You won't even believe what I did. My sister doesn't know my living arrangements when mom isn't home. I have the window view from the shower you know. Well she locked me in the bathroom all alone and I was scared. I could hear and smell Bella, my darling Bella, outside the door and I scratched and clawed my way nearly through the door. Mom said it's about a 6" piece that I broke off of the door jamb. She isn't happy about it and has to replace that whole side piece. I told her it was Danielle's fault. She should know the rules! Then again it is kind of moms fault for not telling her the rules. I'm ok though. Whew. It was like a horrible anxiety attack!

So....I hear I'm going camping this weekend. :)

Telling Time

Can you believe this crap? I can count you know. I might need moms fingers and toes but I can count enough to know that it has been like a month since I have been able to post anything on my blog.

Mom leaves me. Vacations to fun destinations that I don't get to go on. My payback to her, after I tell her how much I love her and make sure she knows that she is my main mom, is to fart all night long while I snuggle close to her and spoon her.

I miss my blogging and insist that she helps me keep up. Just when she gets home though I hear rumors that she is leaving next weekend again! What am I to do without her?

I can't tell you much about the last few weeks because I am too mad about being alone and having hair in my eyes. My nails are so long it is ridiculous, I need a pedicure bad. Mom had better shape up or I'm putting a call in. Oh I know people.

Full Moon

Well this is different. I am home with MOM for four days. It's just mom and us pups. Tonight we went on the back patio to see the moon. The moon was big and full, yellow and in the sky with so many sparkly stars. It was a little windy and mom made fun of me, of course. She laid a pillow on the patio wall which scared the horses even though she talked to them the whole time. They can be such big scardy cats. That is why I run around out there like a big man. I figure they are ascared of me too. So she put a big pillow on the wall and looked up at the sky. I jumped up on her and tried to get comfortable on her tummy. It's a bit wobbly on that ridge and she was scared for me. I have fallen off that wall before. I can balance the side of the tub but that 12" top of the patio wall is another story. Mom looks up at me and laughs which made me more wobbly and she tells me it looks like a scene out of a movie where the background is a fake sky because it is so far away and I am white and up close with the wind in my ears. So the bottom line is that I'm a movie star.

Not up to par

I'm thinking I just don't feel very good. I'm not puking or anything I just feel tired and not myself. I don't know what it is. I play a little and I sleep and I eat like a starved child in the Sudan but I'm just in the rut of life. I don't go out and play like crazy. I go potty then I sit and wait at the door for mommy to let me in. I look very cute waiting at the door where she can see my tiny dark eyes peering through the side light window.

Mom has started to refer to me as the flying dog in the movie, The never Ending Story. She can't remember his name but she will find out and it will probably stick. That's okay because I would fly if I could.

I just see it is the ears. My nose doesn't look like I hit a wall.

Bath Time

I have a bath/shower at least once a week. I already mentioned I am a farm type dog and grooming does not happen in a salon. Mom cuts my hair in the shower before we shower and the amount of hair off of my little body is insane. I feel much better when I am clean shaven. It is getting hot down in Utah here and my hair sticks to those damn stickers and then mom has to pick them out of my hair which hurts and is no fun at all. THe only drawback to showers is sometimes I am made fun of. I look pretty skinny and kind of like an old man. That's ok because when I am dry I look like a baby lamb and then I am sooo ssooooo sooo cute.

I haven't posted much lately because mom left her computer power cord at her Auntie Arlys'. But I will do what I can to find a computer and keep the world updated on my fabulous life.

Mom keeps leaving town and it makes me crazy. Next weekend she is going to Omaha. I just stay home and hang out, watch tv, play with my girl. Yep just another day while mom trapses around the globe. She comes home and shows me photos. Pictures of her new grandbaby, pictures of her dinner party, pictures of the mountains. I live vicariously through my mommy. That's ok because I am safe and happy and all is well.

I Don't Have Much To Say

But I'm going to say it. Having a conversation with mom is hard. Sometimes I don't mind telling her my stories but last night I just wasn't going to do it. I had had a very long day. I had played a lot and Bella and I, well we just wear each other out.

Games

Oh I played patty cake last night and it was kind of fun :) Mom even marked the cake with a "C" for Chelsea. Totally cool but I never did get a bite of that cake.  People do the weirdest things. If you are going to play patty cake and mark the cake shouldn't you bake the cake for real in the real oven and share it?  The house didn't even smell like cake and no one even offered me a piece.  I'm not dieting geez.

Hiking

I went on a hike with my mom yesterday and it was so fun. We don't really go far.  Just behind our property is this wide open land and we walked there and hiked down a hill and then walked further.  I am the best guard dog. I walk ahead several yards to check it all out and make sure mom is safe to go there I run back to check in and make sure she is coming. Sometimes I just stop and look back to make sure she is still coming.  Every time I look back at her she tells me how damn cute I am.  Hiking I'm even cute can you believe that?  I keep the trail pretty safe.  On the way back mom must hate this little hill that she calls a mountain because she sighs when she gets to the bottom of it she looks up the big bad mountain and curses to Jebus then half way up she starts to get mad.  Of course by then I am at the top waiting for her.  Geez she just isn't as fast I am.  But I wait.  I will take photos of our hike next time. It is quiet and pretty.  Mostly quiet.  On the way back a guy on a dirt bike came buzzing back there but I didn't care.  He can drive all over the west and I just follow my trail back home.  Home is where I belong.  Home is where my bed is and my food and best of all my girlfriend.

Did I mention I haven't felt good for a few days?  I have had a bad tummy and the runs. I haven't been eating as much of my food as usual. Mom hasn't been home to dish it up.  When mom feeds me she makes fun of me and calls me roley poley.  Today I feel better and mom fed me two night in a row. When I don't get enough to eat I dabble at the morbid rations of dry food the other dogs are subjected to.  It is the nastiest stuff I don't know how they can eat it.  I was real hungry to stoop to such desperate measures.

I like to sleep by the open window in the bedroom while mom is doing stuff like surfing the internet.  Eventually I always end up in bed with mom.  Spooning her and breathing my quiet hum that seems to make her go to sleep so peacefully.  I think she loves me as much as I love her.  I think tomorrow we are going to make out.

Yummmmm

I never met an ice cream I didn't like.

So lonely

My mom was gone for so long. I know when I see that black and pink suitcase that she is leaving me.  Well I know that she is leaving.  On rare occasions I get to go too but not this time. So I see the luggage and I sit in the chair that I have claimed as my own by the front door and I sit back quietly and watch her every move. From the bedroom to the laundry room.  The bathroom to the bedroom.  The bedroom to the front door.  Front door to the car.  To the car.  To the car.  Eventually she kisses me byebye and says she will be back before I know it.  Well before I know it ---it has been a long time.  I want her to have fun with her friends just like I get to have fun with Bella and sometimes Gracie.  I was so happy to see my mom today when she got home.  I did the jumping bean dance for her but I accidentally piddled on the floor (it made me embarrased).  It didn't stop me from sticking my tongue in her ear! LOLLOLOLOLL I missed her so so so much.

My begging pose

When I get a treat I have to sit.  Then I have to shake.  After I shake I have to sit on my bum (see attached photo).  I love treats.  My favorites are the ones Aunt Michelle makes for me.

I have a friend who I just learned can stand on his head.  I must learn how to do this.  Mom would be so impressed!  When my friends mom comes home she is always amazed at the wonderful things he learned to do while mom was at work all day.  I'm going to have to get creative and learn something new too. Maybe in addition to my gymnastics routine on the side of the bathtub and record jumping level in the shower I could learn to cook dinner and have it ready for my mom when she gets home from work.  I won't even make her beg.

Fuffy

I got a haircut last night.  They seem to happen way too often.  It's nothing fancy. It would cost mom a fortune to take me to a groomer twice a week so she does it. We sit in the shower and she cuts my hair.  We tried a razor but it wasn't great. I hate my legs being touched and it freaks me out.  My feet are ticklish.  After my haircut I get a bath and a blowdry.  I look clean and white again.  Mom puts her nose close to me for a few days and cuddles me more than when I'm dirty.  I like this part.  But then again I also like playing rodeo dog in the dirt, eating horse poopie, licking my boy parts, farting, licking Bellas girl parts and killing mice and bunnies.  I think mom gets the short end of the stick here.  I have way more fun.  Then I have to have a haircut and a shower. So worth it.

Peek a Boo

My mom plays peek-a-boo with me.  I am so cute but it is not my favorite game.  Sometimes she uses my paws and covers my eyes.  When she pulls them away from my eyes and says peek-a-boo she laughs and laughs and tells me how cute I am.  Other times she uses my flippity floppity ears.  They are long enough to cover my eyes and I like this way better.  It is kind of scary because when she covers my eyes it gets dark and I'm afraid of the dark.  I can't see her either and I think she might have gone away.  No...peek-a-boo is not my favorite game at all.  I'm going to tell her so she will quit doing it.  We can find another game.  How about Twister?  Are my legs too short for that?

I'm so confined

I haven't been able to run around the house and play rodeo dog much lately.  We have company and they have a dog and I just want to keep the peace even if I don't keep the peace and quiet.

I miss my mom all day long and it's going to suck when Jerri has to go back to work because I won't be able to run around with my girlfriend all day and I'll have to be locked up in the shower where I can't chew on shoes or rugs or pee on anything.  The shower isn't so bad. It's warm in the winter and cool in the summer. I'm safe and I have an window office.  Personally the most fun part of it is seeing how high I can jump in there.  I am way past the midpoint because the towel rack is half way up and I jump way higher than that.  It's like I'm a jack in the box!  And mom makes this funny sound when I do it...pinggg, pingggg.  I don't get it.  From my scenic office door I can see my girlfriend all day if she would just stay in one place.  While I am lounging in my space though she is lounging in hers.  She likes to sit on the little rocking couch of my moms.  Mom got it from her stepgrandma and it is very special. I'm a little surprised mom lets Bella sleep on it.  She put a blanket on there so Bella doesn't ruin the cushions.  The only thing we have to worry about is the wall every time Bella jumps down and the back of the rocking couch hits the wall.  Mom grimaces every time she hears it.  No one grimaces at me when I jump in the shower.

I can talk

When I need to go outside to potty I say to mom "hrmmm". It's like a gruf from my throat and doesn't come out as a bark.  I will talk like this for awhile and each word gets longer and sometimes louder.  Very rarely do I escalate to a bark.  The bark gets me in trouble.

It's different when we are sleeping and I wake up and need to wake my mom up to go out and potty.  I use my little paws and just get close to her shoulder and paw at the bed.  If one paw doesn't work I lightly jump both of my paws on the bed to wake her up.  If THAT doesn't work I take a paw and smack her in the face. I guess you could say I bitch slap her but it is more of a tap.  Just put my paw up there and leave it there for her to know, "hey wake your ass up I need to pee".  If that doesn't work I have to start talking.  She is smart enough to know I don't talk in my sleep so she is the best mom ever and gets up at any hour to let me out.  My reward for her is to let her sleep through the night on occasion.  I'm getting better and sleeping through the night anyways, I'm not a baby anymore even though mom calls me her little baby boy. :) grrr

So Crazy

Sometimes I just need to run and run and run and run.  I really can run so fast just in the house that my ears fly back like I am sailing in the wind.  Lizards can't do that. Mom and I have been sleeping in the guest room because grandma and grandpa are visiting.  The bed is little and mom isn't very comfortable but it really is all the same to me.  I can cuddle on any sized bed really.

I had the chance to make a new friend but it didn't turn out so good.  Grandma and grandpa brought their dog but I just can't seem to like her.  It's nothing personal I guess.  There are just some things that don't click with me and Ally is one of them and really....I already have an awesome girlfriend.

I have gotten quite good at my treat commands.  I sit, shake and sit up on my bum all in a row now for my treat.  Mom talks about learning to roll over and that sounds like a lot of work but fun too.  I can play dead but only when I am put on my back already. You may not think it qualifies but it does because it is all in the eyes and paws.  I just have to pull my elbows up to my chin, stay on my back and be still for a few seconds and my mom gets soooo excited screaming, "what a good boy"! I keep telling you I'm awesome.

Jumping

You wanna see something funny?  Watch me jump over the threshhold when mom opens the door for me to come in the house.  I run really really fast like mighty dog (that dog I see on the commercials who isn't as cute as me but he is an actor so he gets paid for being sorta cute) then I jump through the air and over the threshhold.  Every time my mom says, "dadadada! Superdog"  Yah, who needs to get paid for that? It's awesome. :}

Little brother

My big sister, Danielle, came to see me this weekend.  She missed me so much she came all the way from Ogden just to see me!  I didn't disappoint her, I jumped and wagged and snuggled her all weekend long.  She loves me and told me all about how much she missed me and how cute I am and made sure I have been being a good boy.  I'm the luckies little brother.  She loves Gracie too of course. I guess she was here the day they brought Gracie home 5 years ago from the pound (shutter) and helped nurse her back to health.  Danielle was there the day mom came to get me too.  I just love her and she loves me and even though she gets disgusted when mom and I play patty cake and peek-a-boo or make out....deep down I know she is just too embarassed to have public displays of affection. So now I'm a closet snuggler. I don't really care as long as I get the cuddles. We play king of the world but she won't let me kiss her.

Danielle has to go back to school though tomorrow and it will be sad for a while but I'll talk to her on the phone and see pictures of her until she comes back again.  AND we will have cabean time this summer.

It's good to be me.

Olympics

I am training to be an OlympicVault Gymnast. I do this by walking the side of the bathtub.  I am very graceful and I even turn perfectly at the corners. I am very precise and agile.  Everyone will be amazed at my skill.  Mom said I am so amazing that she is going to video tape it to show off my mad skills.  I'm working on doing a somersault on the vault and landing paws down. It is going to be awesome!

Door

Why do I get in trouble for running to the door barking when the other two don't.  I don't bark at the airplanes that fly up in the sky like Gracie does.

Driveway

I sit by the window at the same time every night and wait for my mom.  I can hear her car and I wait until she gets halfway up the driveway and then I jump down and run to the front door waiting for her like a spastic jumping bean. I can't help it. I love her so much! I go all day long without seeing her.  All day.  That is a long time. I just wish my mom was faster.  She drives too slow and it takes her forever to get out of her car and to the door. I wait and I wait.  But it is so worth it when she opens that door and says, "Baby boy I missed you so so so much today!" "You're the best boy ever".

Poop

No.  This is not my poop displayed behind me.  What? Are you crazy?

Wabbit is GOOD!

They call me kitty for many reasons.  One is that I am a mouse catchin' fool!  Up here in the open wilderness of the big sky and land of free running I happen to come upon many animals.  Some I am afraid of such as the coyotes.  Well okay so far they are the only ones I am afraid of.  I've been known to play with other dogs, wander around the horses and bring home to occasional deer leg.  I'm not saying I took the deer down but I did find the leg and had to "drag" it home because I couldn't quite carry it.  I have an exceptional sense of smell.  I bring mice home ALL the time.

Well I just happened to come across a little bunny and mom found out because she saw it on the front lawn  when she let me out and I wanted to play with the dead bunny some more as it was right where I left it.  I didn't get it trouble but mom did take it away and put it in the garbage can where I can't get it. :(  The worst part is that I had to get my teeth brushed afterwards. She knows I hate that! But I like giving her kisses even if she won't let me kiss her on the mouth so I have to have good breath to do that.  She always is telling me, take a breath mint and even offers me one (because she is the best mom) but I don't care much for them so I leave them on the floor.

Elmer Fudd's got nothing on me.

Bed Bugs

I am trying to sleep and I swear something bites me which freaks me out and I have to jump up and scratch the hell out of my neck (with my back feet by the way and that is very talented of me). I also think it makes me fart.

Hidden Treats

I got St. Patrick Day treats and they are hidden in the closet. I know because I can see them.  Up in their clear shiny little bags with shamrocks on them.  They call to me, Kitty (trailing off into the distant....Keeeetie).  If I'm good I get one.  Ok, even when I'm a monster I get one.  But I love them and I love my mom and my Auntie who bought them for me.  I am one lucky dog.  If only I were taller.

Windy

Ok you wouldn't believe how hard the wind blows up here on the hill.  I kid you not I am so little that it could and maybe someday it will pick me right up and take me away like in a tornado except it's not a tornado.  It is a kind of wind that goes straight not twirly.  It makes the house shake and even tore tiles off the roof before, but I wasn't born then.  I even wonder how the horses stand up in it. Yes it is that strong.

I am thinking it is not very cool to go out and potty in the wind and when I do it sometimes blows pee on my foot and then I'm all like embarassed.  It is a really strong wind. 

Grr

Tonight I just feel so aggressive. I'm cranky.  My mom was gone all day. I was loney and now I'm just cranky.  I had a shower and a hair cut.  No I don't go to the groomer. I am a white dog that lives with horses in the red sand of southern utah it is a full time job keeping me clean enough to be an inside pup where I can live in comfort and joy.

My girl Bella is getting on my nerves.  We play all the time and she is very tolerant of my ankle biting and constant rough housing and I have no right to growl at her when I am cranky like this.  I guess I just need to go to bed.

Good night I will sleep tight cuddled up to my mom. (if she'll let my crabby ass close to her)

Workin for a living

All day long I sit at the window and watch for my mom to come home.  I steal her hair scrunchies and play with them so today I sat on the bed and looked out the window with her hair bow between my paws and my head resting on it and waited.  And when she gets home it is pinball time.

Stickler

I wasn't even outside very long but we live in the freakin desert and a cactus jumped right out and down right attacked me!  I have cactus from my shoulder and neck to my hip and butt.  I cannot even tell you how uncomfortable I am.  I can't roll on them because that hurts worse.  Mommy tried to pull all the big ones out but there are some tiny ones in groups that there is just no way she can get them all.  I am so sad.  I cannot even think of anything worse right now.  Maybe frostbite but that is the only thing.  That and a broken bone.  Frostbite and a broken bone would be worse than a cactus but that's about it.  Unless I was electrocuted, that would be bad too or getting stepped on by a horse that might be as bad but not worse. 

Like a Weekend Every Day

With Jerri home it is like the weekend all the time. It's awesome I don't have to be locked up waiting for someone to get home. I am out and playing all day long.  The next 10 weeks will spoil me but I'm worth it.  And it helps me sleep better because I get to play and we all know mommy appreciates that. Lately I have been obsessed with Bella's ass.  I know some dogs are ear dogs, some are chest dogs, some are eye dogs, me....i like a good smelly butt.  Thank goodness Bella has gas all the time and it makes me very happy.  I have to find the smell first but she toots loud so I hear it first then I sniff her out.  She loves me and I love her, the good and the bad.

I THINK MOM GETS LOST

I always have to watch my mom.  I swear she gets lost so easy.  I have to make sure she follows me to the front door when I have to go outside.  Every several steps I stop and check "is she still behind me".  Who knows where she could end up!  When she is getting my supper I make sure I keep an eye on her.  She has that bowl and she could set it down somewhere and forget where she put it (rumor has it she doesn't have a great memory). I could starve!!  I'm most worried when she first gets home from the day where she leaves me all day long because she probably forgest where she livess and she lets me outside to potty.  Every time and I mean every time she first lets me out I stop and I look back at her as if to say, "MOM, you were lost all damn day. I couldn't find you and it took you along time to find your way back home.  I don't know if it's okay to leave you in the house now all alone because you must be devastaed and shouldn't be left alone."  She gives me this sweetest smile and I say it's okay Kitty you need to potty and she is right but I always think to myself as I give her my sweet doe eyed look that speaks volumes of love to her, "you are so right mom I really have to pee but stay right there!"

I DON'T CARE FOR TV

Mom falls asleep with the tv on and it bugs me.  It bugs me so much that I will jump down from my fluffy comfy pillow up on the bed to the hard and cold floor until she decides to settle down and turn the tv down.  Does she not know it is quiet sleepy time?  I will tolerate the bright screen if I have to.  The ONLY thing worse is if she has the computer in bed.  This make me CRAZY!!!  the constant clicking and tapping.  It down right annoys me to no end.  She knows it too.  I give her the evil eye, I shift around repeatedly and usually get down tolerating the hard cold floor until she shuts it down.  During the day I get bothered too when she pays more attention to this dumb computer than she does to me.  I have learned to walk on the keyboard, paw at her arm and hands and getting my nose right up to her face until she gets the damn hint that she should scratch my belly with that energy that her fingers need to expend.

I CAN'T SLEEP

So things are kind of weird around here with Jerri in the hospital.  Gracie and Bella are all freakin out because their mama is gone, wah frickity wah.  They are clingy and trying to take my moms attention.  Needy bitches.

I'm making my mom crazy I just know it.  See I get excited because the girls are excited to be hanging out with me more because their mom is gone.  Like the first night.  They got to sleep in the bedroom with us and Gracie was up on moms (MY) bed.  Mom lets her sleep up there because she is the oldest and it is respect thing.  When mom and Jerri got Gracie she was very sick and weak. She came from a shelter and had been out running with the wrong crowd.  So I wasn't sure if Gracie would be mad if I jumped up on moms bed.  I tried it.  But then I thought well Bella is on the floor maybe I should lay with her so I hopped down.  Then I thought well I miss my mom and I always sleep with her so I jumped back up.  Then Bella looked lonely so I went back to the floor with her and while I was down there I figured maybe it is time to play...hell I can't tell time so midnight means nothing to me. I got in trouble and came back up on the bed where I wouldn't cause trouble.  My routine is all messed up though and I had to go through that cycle every two hours.

The next night mom made the girls sleep out in the living room.  I still got up every two hours.

This photo demonstrates how I should have looked the last two nights.

Love the Family

There is company at my house this week...well for the next month and it is fiiiine with me.  You know why?  Because everyone loves me.  I'm not scary like Gracie and I'm not a big push you around dog like Bella though I love her to pieces. I'm just damn cute and everyone loves me.  Sure they have to hide their shoes from me but they don't seem to mind.  They are afraid to make Gracie do anything because she is kind of a cranky ornery old bitch (she is an awesome watch dog though and a lover at heart).  Gracie is stubborn too but I on the other hand am a free spirit, ready and willing to love and be loved.  The more the merrier! Invite the friends and family and neighbors over because they all say how cute I am and I don't even care that every single one of them makes fun of my name because you know what??? I am an original.  Yep, like a "boy named Sue".
If I could plan these parties I would and I would be busy all the time.  We would have rodeo parties where we all chase each other around for hours and hours.  We could ride ponies (well under ponies), hike the back country, sniff out the mice and explore where the bobcats and coyotes roam here.  Yep a big party all the time and doggie treats for everyone.  My Auntie Michelle in SL "makes" her puppy treats.  I must talk to her and get my mom on board of that train.
Here is my fun partying happy face.

Chelsea is in.....Let the fun begin.

Nothing

Mom: "Chelsea! What do you have?"

Me: Running away..... "Nothing....you don't know, you don't know my life, I'm out here playing all the time unsupervised and I get by just fine" Run Run Run

Mom: "Spit it out"

Me: Running faster in the other direction because I"m smarter than mom.

My Bum's Broke

I got a booboo.  I must have been playing rodeo dog or catch me chase game with Bella and turfed it.  I think I bruised my hip or knee or some other part that is covered in hair because mom looked and can't see anything weird.  Hey, I'm no wuss.  It's not like I go around limping, crying...oh my hip, oh my hip...wahhh.  Nope that's not me.  I don't flinch when mom is checking it out and rotating my little legs around to see if it hurts in one spot.  I'm not sure what I did but I do know one thing - in this case, "white dog can't jump".  I have a hard time hopping up on the couch now, onto the bed, even jumping up into the arms of anyone who will hold me.  It's like my damn hip is out and I'm only 1 1/2 years old.  The whole world would be a lot easier if everyone would just live less than 24" off the ground.

Ciao

I'm a lucky dog

My mom lets me sleep on the bed with her, it's "our" bed really.  Even though I am just a little guy doesn't mean I can't spoon.  I keep my mom warm and I am pretty sure she appreciates it.  Wherever I lay she tries to not disturbe me and will sleep around me until I move.  One of my favorite spots is on a pillow next to her head but no matter where I lay I am always in contact with her to make sure she is still there so I don't have nightmares.  I sleep well at night.  True I sleep good when my mom isn't home too because J. (my moms roommate) lets me sleep on the bed when the other dogs have to stay in their own beds on the floor. I don't gloat, they just know that because I'm littler I need more protection even when I'm sleeping....suckas!!!!  I'm pretty sure I am spoiled and one lucky dog.

The Beginning

My mom told me it is good for me to write my thoughts down and so I will put my paws to the keyboard and let the world know what it is like to be a boy dog with a girl name who acts like a kitty.

I am a white bichon frise. My mom adopted me (a nice way to say she paid cold hard cash for me, like I'm some puppy whore) in December of 2008.  I was named some stupid name by my birth family.  Oliver I think it was but I didn't feel like an orphan anymore and I let my mom know that I wanted a new name.  My mom is a big fan of a comedian named Chelsea Handler and that is who I am named after.  If it makes people laugh I'm all for it.

I was born with this strange tic that makes me act like a cat.  I stretch like a kitty with my little baby paws out and my nails extending and retracting.  When I want someones attention I walk up to them and paw them.  If it doesn't work right away I move on to paw their face. I curl up like a cat and lay on the back of the couch and sleep like a curled up kitty with my mom.  I'm not ashamed of it, I think cats get some cool attention so I'm in for that.

I live with two other dogs. One is my girlfriend, Bella, and the other one is Gracie.  Gracie lived here first and she is cranky most of the time.  She doesn't like it when Bella and I play.  Gracie stands right in the way and growls at us every time we run by. Like we aren't suppose to have fun and she is the dog play police.  I'm nice to her and I have tried to play with her a few times but it always starts a fight between her and my girlfriend when Bella stands up for me.  Bella loves me, loves me, loves me! She tolerates my annoying behavior, my nipping at her heels which I must do because I think it's sexy and my ear nibbling; this I just think is cute of me in wooing her and she lets me.  She plays rodeo dog with me and when we are outside we run and run all over the mountain we live on chasing rabbits, mice, smelling all of the animals that have been here and picking up the ocassional present for mom.  It miffs me a bit when mom cusses me for bringing home the deer leg we found out playing or the mice I catch (another kitty tic).  I think if she knew how happy it makes me to play and chase things she would appreciate it more.

I think this is a good start for my blog.  Mom told me we will post some cool pics and video here too.

Ciao