Sassy Puppy

We are bad boys

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."

The rain makes me sad

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.

Kasper

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.

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Here are some pics of us and Kasper:

Daddy was a fone called Mexico!

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.

Leroy's Birthday Party

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....