Sassy Puppy

Me 1, Doggie Door 0!

For the first time since the doggie door was put in (October), I went through the doggie door ALL BY MYSELF! Mom was in the kitchen cooking breakfast and I decided to try it on my own! It was so easy! Mom heard the door close and ran to see if it was me and not Leroy. She was so happy!

Now if I can just figure out how to get back inside without mom opening the door for me....

Also, we are very happy that the little lost pugs mentioned on Roy the Pug (a new blog for me to stalk! hehe) have returned home. I hope they enjoyed their adventure but realize that home is the best place to be!

Here is a picture mom just took of Leroy on my birthday bed under two blankies that Grandma Geri gave to us for Christmas! They were crocheted by her Grandma! That means they were crocheted by our great-great Grandma! We love them so and have not chewed on them a bit!

Mom wants you to know that Leroy snuggled under those blankies by himself. She did not put them on top of him like she sometimes does. He's good at getting under the covers :)

Did I mention that we got LOTS of presents from Grandma Geri for Christmas? We got a doggie jar stuffed full of yummy biscuits and lots of toys, including a monkey for Leroy and a chicken for me!! Ok, so it was a rubber chicken. It still was chicken! Thank you Grandma Geri for our presents! You are better than Santa :D

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.

New Duds!

Check out my new T-shirt and collar from Jasper and Lenore! I look so cool!

Supastar!!! *jazz paws*

Mom loves the collar and even Dad was impressed with how nicely made it is. And they both said I looked really handsome in my matching T-shirt. Leroy is jealous but mom says that when he grows up she will buy him his own T-shirt and a new collar.

New Kennels

Leroy got my old kennel and I got an upgrade. They are both a little bit too big for us, but we are growing fast!

Leroy is supposed to be taking a nap now but he is just hollaring. He doesn't like being in his kennel.

Another one bites the dust

My own strength amazes me sometime....

My Little Beasts Shirt

   Mom finally took some pics of my Little Beasts shirt. She told me to pose, so I practiced my "Melancholy Puppy" pose by staring out the window. You can't see my face, but that's a good thing. I would have moved you to tears, my look was so convincing. Mom insisted on close-ups of the words on the shirt, but I think what matters is how sweet the shirt looks on my svelte body.

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tennis ball?

If you are a Boston, one.

Tragedy!! (Or "Reason 38476348763874 why Mom hates the mail")

Mom has had some crappy luck with the postal service in the last couple months. But this time...

MY DOGGY SHIRT GOT DESTROYED!!!!

Something chewed it up really bad. You can't see in this pic, but there are a couple holes and places where the fabric got warped from stretching. The ink from the printing smeared all over. What a mess!

Mom says another one is on its way to us, so I hope it makes it here safely. The post office is probably in cahoots with the aliens.

New blanket

Mom made me this cool green blanket. Not sure why though, considering I have so many blankets already. Maybe she is trying to make up for the stolen fluffy black blanket. *shrug*

Dog must be happy with me

Despite the aliens who have abducted the big black blanket from my big bed, my canine karma must be running high. Lots of new toys in the last week, a couple special visitors who gave me extra extra playtime, one step closer to becoming world famous by being mentioned on the blog Notes of an Accidental Harpist.

Now mom has bought me a new T-shirt from Little Beasts! I've been wanting one for a long time now. I wanted the Ultrapimplistic T-shirt, but mom says the one she got me is "more appropriate." Not sure what she's trying to say...

By the way, if you haven't visited Little Beasts, you really should. I like to watch the Live Nude Puppy Cam, but only when mom covers her eyes. She's not allowed. Their Boston Terrier Challenge to find a Boston-proof toy must be fun for Bergamot and Emrys.  Lucky dogs.