We have a MySpace page now. If you are on MySpace and aren't a jerk, you can invite us. Our MySpace page is http://www.myspace.com/sassypuppies
If we deny your invite, it's because we think you are a spammer. Just send us some MySpace mail to say you aren't a greedy sicko spammer and re-send the invite. Otherwise, we pretty much accept anyone as a friend, unlike momma who only accepts personal friends. She is snobby, so don't bother trying to make her your friend if you are a stranger.
Congratulations to fellow canine Petey who now has a new baby brother. He's only a human baby, but I'm sure Petey will love him just the same.
Mom says I should say congratulations to Petey's mom and dad too because they did all the work. I don't think she understands that being a big brother is VERY important and it will be up to him to raise his little brother good, to teach him how to play tug and fetch, how to look cute when begging for snacks, and how to find cat poo in the front yard.
Raising Leroy was hard work, but I think I did a good job. (And I'm NOT responsible for the sissy-boy things Leroy does, FYI)
So anyway, congrats Melinda and Wulf on your new human baby. I'm not sure why you picked out a human baby when puppy babies are cheaper and better lookin', but I'm sure you had your reasons. Just hang on to that reciept!
Here is a pic of handsome Petey sitting on a new bed that my momma bought him as a present. Petey's dad likes to go sailing in boats, so she thought that they would like the bed.
Petey was so happy with the bed that he sent us a thank you card that his mommy helped him write! He is very polite. Momma said we could learn a thing or two from Petey's politeness.
Momma says we are bad boys. We got a hold of Ike's kitty, that he's had since he was a baby (8 years!) and took it outside. We tore it up and got it all muddy. Now Ike is sad and momma is trying to find him a stuffed animal that he will like as much as kitty. He would drag kitty around his cage and sleep on kitty. We are sorry Ike.
Mom would like to know how kitty got out of Ike's cage. She suspects someone with opposable thumbs is too blame, so she isn't too mad at us. But we are still sorry for being "detructive beasts."
It is raining and I am sad. I beg for cuddles from mom, but she only gives me a little at a time. Leroy stole my sweet potato treat. I am sad.
And my last update for now:
We are fostering a rescue BT named Kasper. He is a little guy, so we try to take it easy with him. Leroy is a little jealous because Kasper knows how to work the cuteness and gets lots of cuddles. He is a very good dog and momma really loves him. We hope he finds a forever home soon! Momma says she's taking him to the Adoption Day at Petco this Saturday from 1-4pm (Cypresswood and 1-45).
Here is a video of the three of us. Kasper is the one with the white face.
Download Playtime.mpg (4799.9K)
Here are some pics of us and Kasper:
A couple days after Leroy's birthday, Daddy disappeared. Momma said he was "in Mexico." I wasn't sure what she meant until a couple nights later.
See, there is this little thing that yells alot during the day and sometimes at night too. Momma picks it up and puts it by her head to stop it from yelling. Sometimes she talks to it to make it settle down. Sometimes it makes her angry. Sometimes she tells dad to "Pick up the fone!" so that he can make it stop yelling. I'm guessing the fone is a pet that is very temperamental and likes to be close to mom's head and have her talk to it. They have a couple other smaller fone pets too. Dad must like his very much because he keeps it in his pocket and talks to it a lot. I wish he could keep me in his pocket.
Anyway, a couple days after Dad disappeared, Mom held one of the fones up in my face. DAD'S VOICE CAME FROM IT!!! I was so very confused. Did he turn into a fone? Was he trapped inside? Did Mom put him there? Would he ever come home and give me cuddles? Mom kept saying he was in "mexico" so is that the name of the fone?
After about a week of me periodically roaming the house looking for dad, he finally showed up with lots of cuddles for us. I still don't get what happened, but that fone named Mexico is now on my "Household Entities Not to be Trusted" list. I don't want to end up like dad. I bet there aren't liver treats or soft beds inside Mexico.
Yes, I am waaaaay aaaaay behind on updates, but DONT BLAME ME. Momma spends too much time playing work, then playing errands, then playing with her strings.
First Leroy's birthday party was a lot of fun. We went to the dog park and met all (but one) of Leroy's siblings. We played like nobody's business! We even scared off some of the little yippie dog owners because we are so rowdy. We can't help that we are big dogs trapped in little dog bodies!!
After playing the park we met in the parking lot to have dog cake. We had so much fun that day!
Here are some pictures:
Leroy's sister Dani (left) geting kisses from brother Vinnie (I think)
Cake and party treats!
Mmmmm cake....
Since momma got home, all Leroy does is try to get to the presents on the counter or paw at momma yelling "I want my presents! I want my presents!"
I was sooo much more mature when I turned one!
Leroy's first birthday is tomorrow. We are going to the dog park tomorrow where we will get to meet Leroy's brothers and sisters and maybe his dog Daddy will be there too!
Mommy went to the pet store and bought some birthday presents for Leroy's brothers and sisters. She bought them each a bag of our favorite treats (Old Mother Hubbard Bac'N'Cheese, our favorite treat ball, and 2 little cans of Nutro Naturals Desserts for Dogs in Carrot Cake and Apple Torte!
We haven't tried the desserts yet, but mom says we can have some after dinner. She got us some too. She also got some presents for Leroy. We can see them on the counter but she won't give them to me, I mean him, tomorrow.
And, guess what? Our Daddy's birthday is Sunday the day after Leroy's! He will be 31 years old which is like 4 in dog years. Now I know what mom means when she says dad acts like a 5 year old. She must mean he is acting really old!
Leroy is always getting bobos. He's always getting scratches on his face or legs. Today he has a scratch on his foreheard as long as his paw! Its not bleedin' or anything but momma sighed when she saw it. "Another bobo!" she exclaimed, "People are gonna think I beat you!"
Two days ago I was put on trial for the death of a squirrel named Skippy. This is my story. The names have been changed to protect the innocent (and make fun of the jerks!).
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: The prosecution would like to call Eric "Daddy" O-- to the witness stand.
["Daddy" is sworn in and takes the stand]
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: Mr O-- please tell us about the events that occurred in your backyard at about 9am on May 17th, 2006.
Eric "Daddy" O--: Well, I went outside to check on the dogs and found Marshall with a dead squirrel.
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: Can you confirm that the dead squirrel you discovered is the squirrel in this picture, a squirrel named Skippy?
[Eric "Daddy" O-- confirms that the dead squirrel is the victim Skippy]
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: What was he doing with Skippy.
Eric "Daddy" O--: He was eating it.
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: Can you be more specific?
Eric "Daddy" O--: He was eating Skippy's face.
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: The prosecution has no further questions.
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: Mr O--, was the squirrel still alive when you found it with Marshall?
Eric "Daddy" O--: No. It was very much dead.
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: So the squirrel could have died from natural causes or at the paw of some other creature?
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: I object, your honor. The defense is asking the witness to speculate on the cause of death.
Judge Filmore Buttersquat: Sustained. *snort*
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: Mr O--, did you SEE Marshall kill the squirrel?
Eric "Daddy" O--: No.
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: No further questions.
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District Attorney Rafe Ratface: The prosecution would like to call Leroy to the witness stand.
[Leroy is sworn in and takes the stand]
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: Leroy please tell us about the events that occurred in your backyard at about 9am on May 17th, 2006.
Leroy: Marshall killed Skippy and ate his face. Then Daddy yelled and threw Skippy away.
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: No further questions, your honor.
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: (sweetly) Leroy. May I call you Leroy?
Leroy: OK.
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: You are Marshall's brother right?
Leroy: Yes.
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: And you love your brother more than anything, right?
Leroy: Well... I guess..
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: Is that a yes?
Leroy: Yes.
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: [hands a scrap of paper to the bailiff] Your honor, the defense would like to submit Exhibit A, a note written by Leroy saying that he loves his Mommy more than anything!
[gasps in the courtroom]
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: Leroy, did you write this note?
Leroy: [quietly] Yes.
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: So you just lied to the court when you said you loved Marshall more than anything?
Leroy: [quietly] Yes...I'm sorry [begins to cry]
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: Are you also lying about seeing Marshall kill the squirrel?
Leroy: [crying] *sniff* No...I...uh *sniff*...I don't know...
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: [sympathetically] Leroy, did the prosecution threaten to take you away from your Mommy if you didn't testify against your brother Marshall?
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: Your honor! This is outrageous! I object to the defense implying that I..that we..would threaten...would..
Judge Filmore Buttersquat: Over-ruled. Answer the question young man.
Leroy: [sobbing] They said the police would take me away and I would never see Mommy again if I didn't tebstify and say Marshall killed the squirrel! I didn't even know he was called Skippy!
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: So tell me what you really saw Leroy?
Leroy: I was diggin' a hole, so I din't see nothin.
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: [smugly] No further questions!
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District Attorney Rafe Ratface: The prosecution would like to call Ricardo the squirrel to the witness stand.
[Ricardo is sworn in and takes the stand]
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: Ricardo please tell us about the events that occurred in the backyard at the address of XXXX H------ St., at about 9am on May 17th, 2006.
Ricardo: chirrrrrlp cheeerlp chirrrrrlp krllpch tststschrp!
District Attorney Rafe Ratface: Ah-ha! No further questions your honor!
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: . . .
Ricardo: chirrrrrlp?
Defense Attorney Beulah Bowser: . . . The defense has no questions for this witness.
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The prosecution rested and the defense called a serious of character witnesses to the stand. Here are some of their comments.
Jennifer "Momma" H---: He was always a good boy. A picky eater, but a good boy. I don't see how a boy who couldn't stomach peanut butter would eat the face off a squirrel. It just doesn't make any sense. He's a good boy. Always been a good boy.
Frankie "Blue Eyes"(next door neighbor and Siberian Huskie): Marshall is my comrade. Maybe not by nationality, but through our shared honor and conviction. He is a soldier for the common dog and would never undermine our cause by resorting to barbaric behavior. Even if it was one of those feudalistic squirrels.
Ellie M-- (neighbor and Rat Terrier): Marshall doesn't sniff my privates as much as Leroy. He's a gentleman.
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In the end I was acquitted.
My side of the story? Well, lets just say that's between me and Skippy. :D
From what we hear, Lewis came out of surgery just fine! We are very happy that he is OK. Here are some pics..
Getting belly rubs from daddy
Leroy and the head tilt
Leroy's puppy daddy is named Lewis and he was rescued with Leroy's puppy mommy when Leroy was still in her belly. He had a really bad hernia that had to be operated on and its back so he has to get an operation again. We will all be thinking of him and hope that he will be OK and get a forever home when he recovers. Momma met Lewis when she went to meet Leroy and says that he is a very very sweet boy who wanted to play with her. She said he reminded her of me!
Today momma spent over 50 people dollars on gourmet food...for us. Treats too. She found this cool place online called Merrick Pet Care that sells holistic gourmet delights for dogs and cats and she let us pick out some yummies. Free shipping made momma really happy. Turducken will make me very happy!
I am so sorry that I don't post much anymore, but I assure you we are doing very well. I recently learned the word "Daddy" so that when momma say's "Where's Daddy?" I go looking for him in his usual places. I love my Daddy and am so excited to see him when he comes home from work. He smells funny sometime but that's OK cause I sometimes smell funny too.
Speaking of smells, I made the loudest fart noise the other night laying on the couch. Just thought you should know. It was pretty impressive...
Here is another video treat. This one is of me playing with Leroy a couple days or so after he came to live with us. I was trying to get him to chase me!
(Right-click and select Save As.. and save to your computer please! So you can watch it again and again!)
Its been a long time since I posted, so here is a special treat. It is a short movie clip of my early days. Momma says I was the cutest little "meatball."
Download MOV02187.MPG (6779.1K) (Right-click this link and select Save As. Save to your hard drive, please, if you plan to watch it more than once. This will help me keep my bandwidth down.)
The ball I am playing with was made out of foam and is no longer with us... I loved that ball.
I just realized that TypePad only shows so many Archive links, so I added a category More Archives to the blog. That way you can see all my posts easily!
Leroy likes to pretend that our kennel liner is his momma. He drags it over to his bed and sucks on it, sometimes until he goes to sleep. He presses his paws against it as if he is nursing on it! Some times he plays with it, getting under it and kicking it around, biting it, acting like it is playing back. . .
Momma thinks it cute, but I think its embarrassing.
(And yes, that stick in the bed is something Leroy dragged in. He loves to chew on sticks, which is much more manly than a fleece kennel liner!!)
Oh and here is a pic of me since there hasn't been one put up in awhile.
Yeah. I'm still hot.
We went to the dog park yesterday and met lots of nice dogs and people. We ran and ran and ran and then ran some more. Leroy went swimming twice but it made momma scared so she told Leroy to stay out of the water. He is too little and don't swim too well, but when he sees a ball flying, he has to follow!
We met a shaggy white dog who taught us how to play in a big mud puddle. We got really dirty and have to have baths when we got home :(
Leroy had mom make a Valentine for Ellie and she promised to make sure it got to her.
I think Valentine's Day is silly, but Leroy is silly, so it makes sense he would like it. He says Ellie is his girlfriend, but I doubt Ellie knows about it.
Leroy is addicted to love. All he ever wants is cuddles from mom and dad (when mom isn't available). He has been mean to me lately when I get cuddles, so mom is teaching him to wait his turn. If he doesn't get better soon, she will call the police. Ok, so they aren't really the police, but they are people who will help Leroy know how to be good and wait his turn. So far he's learning to sit while I get cuddles instead of jumping in front of me.
Today it rained hard. I kept trying to get mom to go outside so that she could see the rain and make it stop. She starts and stops the rain in the bathroom, so I bet she knows how to do it outside. She wouldn't go outside though.
If you are ever in the mood to look at some cute pictures, check out Cute Overload. Its one of mom's favorite places to go.
Mom just found this blog for us today but it is a bittersweet find as little Baruchito is not doing too well. He is a cute little guy who would probably be our friend if he lived here...and if he were a little bigger...and if he could run in the backyard with us...and if he had some cool ball-catching moves...
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