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I, Scarlett

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Happy anniversary!

April 17th 2012 12:52 pm
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Today marks my 1-year anniversary with my FF. One year ago, I walked into my FF's home, not knowing that they were going to be my FF. I was a little nervous and unsure because I had never really had a home before, but now I can't imagine NOT being with my FF.

(FF notes that they can't imagine being without Scarlett either.)

I'm a lucky girl.

(FF notes that THEY'RE the lucky ones.)

In one year, I've learned:

- how to break out of a crate
- how to spit out medicine so that Mom is forced to hide it in peanut butter sandwiches instead
- that the kids fight over who gets to sleep with me (sometimes Mom & Dad get in on the action too!)
- that bunny raisins are delicious and plentiful...
- ... but not quite as good as bread, doughnuts, cookies, garlic bread, gummy frogs and cupcakes (and my FF has learned that if they leave the aforementioned items on the counter, I WILL counter surf to get them)
- that Mom makes great roast beef and bacon
- that when my FF goes out to eat and brings home a little white bag, that's good news for me!
- that as soon as my FF breaks out the peanut butter jar, I start to drool
- and most importantly, what family love is

Happy anniversary to me.


The beach!

March 16th 2012 11:16 am
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The weather has been so great and today Mom took me to my favorite place ever: the beach! I love running from one end of the beach until it ends at the rocks, and then I hang out there until Mom comes to get me and then I run back to the beginning! I think it might make Mom tired, but I say a little exercise is good for all of us! But I think Mom might have gotten a little mad at me today - I was so excited to be there and I have to admit my listening skills might not have been so great today. After Mom chased me to the rocks and I went back to the start of the beach, I was hanging out there and waiting for her. But there was also a nice policeman waiting there for her who kindly informed her that dogs weren't allowed on the beach. Mom did a good job of pretending that she didn't know that (so she got just a warning instead of a ticket) and while she was busy talking to Officer Friendly, I took the opportunity to zoom off to the other end again! I heard Mom telling me to come back, but like I said, I wasn't a great listener today. So Mom walked all the way back to the rocks to get me, and then put me on a leash! I couldn't even run anymore! Sometimes, she is so mean. Now I get why the kids get fed up with her too.

Mom says I lost my beach privileges, which makes me a little sad. But I don't think she would have taken me back anymore anyway now that she got her police warning. I still don't go in the water, but I'm less afraid of it now and let it lap up at me while I'm running along the shore - I even got my belly wet today! Maybe if I work on my listening skills, Mom will get a pass to the dog beach. We saw a couple other dogs today and I was really good with them, so maybe I will be OK on the dog beach too.


Smells like....

March 9th 2012 8:18 am
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I HATE it when Mom doggy-Febreezes me. I like the way I smell, and I don't want to smell like Summer Linen or Meadow Flowers or whatever that stupid Febreeze scent is. When I see Mom take the spray bottle and brush out, I start walking way but that woman is relentless and she hunts me down and corners me. After she sprays and brushes me, I try to wipe the smell off on my bed, but Mom doesn't get the hint. (Faithful readers know she can be a little slow on the uptake sometimes.) And now my bed smells likes Linen Flowers.


'Tis the Season

February 28th 2012 8:58 am
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For Girl Scout cookies. Oh my dog! These are amazing! I love all you Girl Scouts out there for inventing and selling these! Mom has been nice enough to share a couple bites of the peanut butter Do-Si-Dos with me. I LOVE peanut butter. It may even replace roast beef as my favorite food. When I see Mom grab the peanut butter jar, I get in my best sitting-patiently-waiting-for-food position and start the Jedi mind tricks. They clearly work, because I always get peanut butter! Sometimes she makes me little sandwiches and sometimes she puts some on little bites of apple. Dad is more likely to just give me a spoonful (or fingerful!) to lick. The only problem is sometimes I get so excited while I'm waiting that I drool a little bit. OK, who am I kidding - I'm a bullmastiff, and I drool a LOT. It gets to the point where I leave a pretty big puddle on the floor, but Mom and Dad just laugh and wipe it up. Now back to those Girl Scout cookies: I was hoping Mom would leave them out so I could explore other flavors like the Samoas and Thin Mints, but she clearly knows me well because I think she hid them....


Not What I Seem

February 27th 2012 11:50 am
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I know that a lot of people think I'm a big scary girl, but I'm really a big chicken at heart. Like I'm afraid of the Furminator and the brush. I don't know why, but they are really scary to me! And even though I'm a big girl, I'm a little scared of other big dogs. Like today we saw our friend Toa the Great Dane. Well, he's not actually my friend, but we are cordial to one another when we see each other on walks. One time, he play bowed to me, but I was a little too scared to actually play with him. But the other day, Mom and I ran into a little Yorkie and I totally wanted to play with her! I play bowed and everything, but the Yorkie's mom said she actually wasn't very nice to play with. Maybe I will work up my courage and try to play with someone my own size sometime!


Good news/Bad news

February 25th 2012 1:49 pm
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It snowed again. The good news is more snow cones. The bad news is the snow covered up all those delicious bunny raisins.


Mean trick

February 10th 2012 7:52 pm
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Today, my grandpa played a mean trick on me. We went to grandma and grandpa's house for grandma's birthday dinner. I was feeling a little anxious because last time I was there, my FF left me there for a week while they were off gallivanting somewhere. Don't get me wrong - I love my grandparents. But I really love my FF and as you know, I have some abandonment issues. It was fun (and Mom even snuck me birthday cake), but I was a little on edge the whole time. So when I saw my FF putting coats on, I was psyched to head home. But then grandpa called me toward the kitchen to distract me so my FF could leave. Needless to say, I felt sad and inched closer to the front door. Grandpa thought that was hilarious, and that's when I realized he was just teasing me. But I still think it was a mean trick. And when Dad opened the door, I bolted through his legs and ran out to the car. I'm home safe and sound now.


Best. Night. Ever.

February 2nd 2012 10:58 am
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Dad was gone last night so the rest of us had a sleepover in Mom's big bed. I don't think Mom got much sleep. I tried to stay down in my corner of the bed, but I woke up a couple times with her petting me - I think I might have woken her up with some of my doggie nightmares. I'm telling you, it's hard to forget some of the stuff I've seen! And Hannah kept even me up with her snoring. Seriously, we bullmastiffs have nothing on that girl. And poor Trent kept kicking the covers off because he was hot. He should have just done what I do and slept on top of them. Mom seems a little tired and grumpy today and I'm not sure we're going to get to have our family sleepover again tonight.


Old Habits Die Hard

February 1st 2012 8:01 am
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My FF feels like they won the lottery by finding me because they say I'm so weet and well-behaved (I try!) but sometimes I feel like I won the lottery by ending up with them. I get really good food and treats (even bits of filet against that evil Dr. Miller's advice!), 2 dog beds, 3 human beds and lots of love and belly rubs. But sometimes it's hard to forget where I came from. For example, I love these bully sticks that my FF gives me. I try not to eat them all at once, but I can't help myself! And then when I'm down to the very end, I start to worry that maybe, like back during my time on the street, someone will try to take it away. Or maybe I'll never get another one again. So I take that little end nub and start looking for places to hide it. Apparently under the couch cushions is not a great place because somebody always finds it and gives it back to me. Maybe I need to find a better hiding spot. Or maybe I should realize that I don't have to save and hide my food anymore!

I also remember being lonely a lot. I'm not so lonely anymore, but sometimes when my people are out, I try to find something that smells like them (slippers, the kids' stuffed animals) and I'll hold on to them and lick them. No chewing, just licking! But I'll also have to try and remember that my people always come back to me.



January 30th 2012 10:49 am
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I discovered the greatest new snack today! Well, at least I thought it was the greatest, but my FF doesn't seem to agree. I thought I was doing them a favor by finding a yummy snack that they didn't have to buy for me, and that I could get for myself. Well, apparently they don't agree that rabbit poop is a good snack for me because they're always telling me "no" and moving me away from it. I'm sure I'll still be able to sneak some when they're not looking, but I guess otherwise it's table scraps, peanut butter sandwiches and other non-poop snacks for me!

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