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The Adventures of Peanut the Pekingese

Saturday, Sept 19

Hey everybuddy, my momma updated our blog, and added all the stories from dog camp. Check it out! www.thedogmom.wordpress.com

snortles,
Peanut

Sunday, Sept 13

Hiya, hiya!! You know, me n my momma have a really special relationship. She is my OneAndOnlyPerson. I like lots of other people, too, but none like my momma. I really wish I was her OneAndOnlyDog, but I have to share with the other four. :-( But I know we still have a unique bond. I talk to her a lot. Oh yes, don't look so surprised, I know how to talk! And momma understands it all, she talks back to me, and we have wonderful conversations. I'm the only one of her dogs EVER that knows how to talk, so she thinks I'm pretty special.

You still look skeptical. Just ask momma if you don't believe me. She hears what I say as "humming." But I have very good inflection and tone, she knows when I'm asking a question, and when I'm making a statement. I like to sit in her lap as she drives, and I look out her driver's window. I tell her all about what I see, since she has to watch the road. She really appreciates my commentary. If I think she isn't listening, I look up at her and grunt, and she reassures me she has heard everything I said.

You can ask my Auntie Jenn, too. Everyday at work, she scoops me up and I rest my head on her shoulder and I tell her all my troubles. She always says, "Really?" ......... "She really did that?" ...... "Well, that sounds terrible." Auntie Jenn is always particularly sympathetic when I tell her I had to get a b*a*t*h.

I like to walk around the nursing home momma works in and talk to people who walk by. I particularly like it when I get too pooped to walk anymore, and I lay down in the hall, and someone picks me up to carry me. I tell them how much I appreciate the ride, and thank you so very much!

So anyway, if you ever feel like having a chat, just stop by to see me.

happy snortles,
Peanut

Thursday, Sept 10

Well, here's another humiliating story from dog camp. We were in "Tricks and Games" class, and Momma was trying to get me to sit up or "sit pretty." I was not too enthusiastic about it, but I did it. It was for hot dogs, after all. After a few tries, I did a really nice sit pretty, only then I lost my balance, and fell backwards, kinda in slow motion. I landed flat on my back, staring up into the face of a very startled German Shepherd named Stormy. Stormy sniffed me over, and I sniffed her, and we decided the other was ok. I got up only to find my Momma and Stormy's momma doubled over laughing at us. (Mostly ME!) Glad to provide some entertainment, folks...

dignified snorts,
Peanut