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It's Hard to Be a Bella

Not all Poodles love water!

Well, my parents bought a kayak. I hate to be left behind, so my parents made sure to take me. I wasn't sure what a kayak was, but now I know it's kind of like a car that drives on water. I was really scared at first, but they just pulled me in. I got to sit with my daddy in the back. I was shaking because I am a scaredy dog, but then my mom pointed out the birdies. I love birdies!!!! It got more interesting then. It was kind of like sticking my head out of the car window, which I love, but I got a little wet. Oh, and I had to wear this weird puffy red jacket thingy. I hate all clothes, but my mommy just thought I was the cutest thing ever. She just kept ooing over me and hugging me. I think she said there will be pictures later, so I am sure you will all see me in my life jacket. What can I say, it's hard being me!

What's a boat?

My parents took me the lighted boat parade yesterday. I was really excited to see all the people. I would beg anyone who walked by to come pet me. Some people did, but definitely not enough. I would sit and cry when the people wouldn't come see me. I did meet some nice older ladies who had a big Aussie. She was a nice doggie, but she didn't want to play with me. The lady tried to give me a treat, but I didn't feel like eating.

When the parade started, I got a little nervous. They shot off some fireworks which made me shake. My mom was mad they had fireworks with all the doggies around. It was very cold out so I had to wear my jacket. I didn't mind as much as usual because it was quite chilly. I also cuddled up to my mom under the blanket to keep warm. The parade didn't last too long, but it was fun being out.

Such a sad Bella day!

Well, I wanted a treat in my kong, so I threw it at my mom. Know what? She actually put a cookie in my kong. I have my mom trained so well. Anyway, I then realized that the cookie was stuck in my kong, and I couldn't eat it. So I cried, and cried, and cried. I didn't know how to get my cookie out. I stared at it for a while. I put it in my bed hoping the cookie would crawl out. When that didn't work, I cried some more. I threw it around a bit, and then carried it around crying. My mom was no help either. She just laughed at me and said I was cute. Doesn't she know there is a terrible cookie situation occurring???! So I cried some more, got a drink of water, and remembered that I have to lick and chew at the cookie until it falls out. Then I was able to eat my cookie out of my kong. I hope I remember how to do this next time.

I think I'll go ask mom for another cookie in my kong!