Sassy Puppy

I bet Santa is a Boston Terrier

Mom's camera is broke so we won't have pics until Dad takes them, but we got some nice presents, inlcuding a big plastic container of real freeze dried liver, a big pack of little chews, fancy white-chocolate dipped dog biscuits, some tuggy toys that say "I love you," and a little pillow and matching throw blanket with a Boston Terrier on it!

I gotta go now. Leroy wants to play tug of war and you know how little kids are when they want something!

Leroy's Nooter

Leroy's nooter went fine but he sure was playful when he came home. When I came home after my nooter, I was passed out for hours. Leroy just wanted to play!

Birthday Pics!

Mom made little birthday cakes for me and Leroy and our dog friends. She made them out of soy flour, milk, oil, baking powder & salt and added some mashed bananas and a few white chocolate chips for sweetness. Here is what they looked like before going into the oven.

Here they are out of the oven, cooling. Leroy was impatient. He wanted cake!

We knew momma was cooking for us.

Mom made me wear a birthday bandanna and birthday hat that was too big on me. It flopped over but mom said I looked cute.

Here is mom and Leroy singing happy birthday to me.

Mommy blew out the candle for me.

Here is us eating cake! Mom made the frosting out of cream cheese, peanut butter, and mashed banana. It was sooooo good. We each got our own little cake, but MINE had a candle in it LEROY nya nya nya. 

Mom or dad didn't eat any cake because they said it was special for dogs. We gave a cake to Frankie next door and sent one to Ellie across the street. We haven't met Ellie yet because she is just a baby, but we hear she is very cute and can't wait to meet her. She is a "rat" terrier, but we won't hold that against her.

Here is a picture of my special birthday dinner, kibble with some fresh raw chopped steak and cottage cheese! Leroy got some too even though it wasn't his birthday. Sometimes little kids get their feeling hurt, so I was SHARING which makes mom happy.

Here are my birthday presents! A new bed with a snuggle pouch built in, 3 balls that jingle, a huge tasty bone that is ALL MINE LEROY, and some flannel pjs.

Mom also got me a "pin-yata" with treats in it but we get to play with him this weekend when Tyler is here. Its got treats in its belly.

I love my new bed. I napped in it for hours and hours after my party. Mom didn't even have a chance to move it out of the kitchen! I just napped there.

 

Mommy isn't smart lately

Mommy told me my birthday was on Wednesday (yesterday) but she was wrong. It is today!! She said she knows the date, she just got the day of the week wrong! She is all mixed up cause of "werk."

So we had my birthday party last night and I will post pictures sometme today. Daddy took them so they will look good. Mommy's camera has been bad lately. I guess that camera will not get presents from Santa.

I am sad because Leroy is not here. Mommy put him in the car this morning to take him to get a "nooter." She teased me by pulling out the leash. LEASH = OUTSIDE = FUN & GAMES & FRONT YARD POO FROM STRANGE DOGS & TRIPS IN THE CAR & BARK PARK OR PETCO EXCURSIONS. I was so happy to see the leash and sat patiently by the door. But mom wouldn't let me out. Only Leroy. :(

"Nooter" Part II

Mom made an appointment for Leroy to get his "nooter" Thursday. He asked me what "nooter" is, but I pretended I didn't remember. . .

Wednesday is my 1 year birthday. Mom said she will have a little celebration for it. She wanted to have a big party on the weekend but its Christmas weekend, so it wouldn't work out. I bet I get chicken for my birthday!!

I was so happy when mom came home from her vacation. She said she talked to Santa and told him to get us some presents even though we are sometimes bad. She said we better be extra good from now until Christmas or Santa will change his mind and give our presents to someone else, so I am trying really hard to be good. Leroy thinks mom has the presents already and that we will get them no matter what, so he is being bad sometimes. I just don't understand where he gets such crazy ideas!

Mommy's Vacation

Mommy went on a vacation with her mommy for a couple days. She said she would bring back presents and made daddy promise to let us sleep in the big bed while she was gone. She gave us a special goodbye dinner with gravy on our kibble, but it made us poot a lot more than usual. We will miss her, so I decided to post some cute pics she can look at if she can look at the internets when she is gone.

Here is a pic of Leroy in his fur coat, looking cute.

Here are a pic of us taking a nap, looking cute.

   

Here is a pic of us with daddy, looking cute. Dad looks goofy!

And here is a pic of us sleeping in the yin-yang style of napping, looking cute. Leroy pooted in my face a few times, but that's ok. I pooted in his face too.

Rainy Day

The last couple nights me & Leroy didn't sleep in the big bed with mom and dad. This makes me sad. I like snuggling up to mom every night and I'm worried that she doesn't like me anymore. So this morning, I sat under her desk and rested my chin on her chair and stared up at her with sad eyes until she felt sorry for me and invited me into her lap.

I almost never sit in her lap but I needed some extra attention. Plus its raining and I get bluesy when it rains. Leroy doesn't mind the rain but I don't like it.

Napping in momma's lap reminds me of when I was a baby puppy. I spent a lot of time there.

Bad Leroy

Mom wouldn't let Leroy sit in her lap tonight, so Leroy poopoo'd on Mom and Dad's bed. I don't think Santa brings presents to little dogs who poopoo on beds. Mom and Dad said Leroy can't sleep in the big bed for awhile now. I bet he cries tonight. Maybe I will sleep in the kennel with him to keep him company.

R.I.P "Pewh" Bed

Remember when I talked about all my different beds? Well my pewh bed is gone to the garbage. Leroy chewed the zipper off and went crazy with the foam filling. Well, I helped a little...

When mom found it, she said she felt very sorry for us because we often ruin things that we like. Its hard being a puppy to make the right decisions, but maybe when I grow up I will be better.

But it got me wondering about the things that go to the garbage. Who/what is the garbage and why does he get all my broken stuff?  I think the garbage must be a super smart dog who fixes my stuff and gives it to needy puppies. Or maybe the garbage gives my stuff to that guy mom's been talking about lately: Santa. She keeps telling Leroy that Santa isn't going to bring him any presents because Leroy has been bad lately. I have been mostly good so I guess I will get some presents. I hope there is chicken in my presents.

Its mine, ALL MINE

 

This bone is mine and NOT Leroy's. Its not fair that mom took it away from me and gave it to Leroy cause I yelled at Leroy. He was trying to take it. This is a special bone. I don't even eat it much. I've had it for a month and have only eaten a bit of one end. Mom thinks I don't really like the taste of it but I want to be greedy anyway, but that's just not true. Its also not true that everytime Mom gives us each a bone, I drop mine and try to take Leroy's. Its also not true that I fart all the time. Mom is a big liar.

Just get away from my bone!