Peeing on someone elses floor can be dangerous - 28-Sept-2011

I got all excited earlier today when Mom grabbed the leashes and harnesses and treats. I just knew we were going some place fun. Things started off well. I got to Mom's lap first and got my harness on and treat first. Woo-hoo! So far so good. Cheeky got hers next, then I sneaked back onto Mom's lap hoping to get a second treat. No such luck. After we were all harnessed and leashed we went out in the yard for a bit and did our business. So, was it going to be a walk or a car ride? After chatting with a neighbor it was a car ride. Not a long one either. We went some place new. Not just for me, but for all of us. It was a nice little building and there were other pups in there. They had a little gate and all the other pups were on the other side. Mom lifted Pip up and over the gate and gave her away. I did not see this as a totally bad thing. What? Just saying. Hehe. Funny thing was we didn't leave. They lady had Pip for what seemed like a long time, and Mom wouldn't let me growl at the other dogs - not big mean growls, just little ones - so I expressed my feelings in other ways. I peed on the floor. Mom cleaned that up and before long the lady handed Pip back. Oh well. She is kind of nice and warm and good to snuggle up against in the bed. Next Mom tried to give Cheeky away. Just handed her over. Now I had mixed feelings about this. I like Cheeky for the most part, but she does try to chew on my ears sometimes and I DON'T like that. I don't think I would go so far as to give her away though. We still didn't leave, which seemed odd to me. After a few minutes of not getting to fuss at everything I peed on the floor again. I thought I will show them. This turned out to be a big mistake and they tried to kill me over it. Really. I'm not exaggerating. The lady gave Cheeky back and Mom handed me over. ME! Can you imagine? The lady put a noose around my neck and picked up instruments of torture. I'm not making this up. She used these metal instruments and nipped at my toe nails. This must be some kind of Chinese toe nail torture. It was horrible! I screamed and wiggled and fussed and that was all before they even got the instruments to my nails. Hehe. Mom told me I was being quite the drama queen. Easy for her to say. She wasn't the one being tortured. The lady did take the noose off but she kept on with the nail torture. And as if that wasn't bad enough when she got to my back feet Mom came and helped hold me!! How could she be a party to such behavior towards me? She held me tight and made it harder to squirm. I continued to scream and let them know I was not going to cooperate with this treatment. Never. Finally they stopped and we got to leave. Now to show you how forgiving I am, I wagged my tail just about the whole time they were doing all this awful stuff to me. I've learned a lesson, too. You should make sure Mom and others don't see when you pee on someone else's floor. Hehe.

09-Jan-2012

Well, my first birthday with my new family has come and gone. It wasn't anything big or fancy. A very quiet affair. I can't remember quite when my birthday is, and the vet listed it as January 1st, so we just went along with that. Good way to start the year off, right? We had extra treats all around, and Mom has promised to make me something special to eat. Hmm. Still waiting for that. Maybe it will be extra good to make up for being late. Mom said we had to go kind of easy with the treats. We've all had more since Christmas. (Thanks secret Santas!) She wants to make sure Cheeky doesn't get sick. You know, I would have been happy to eat Cheeky's extra ones to keep her healthy. Just saying. Sounds like a win win situation to me. Really it's okay though. I'm a pretty easy go lucky girl, and I'm just glad to have a warm bed to sleep in every night, and some warm buddies to snuggle up with. Even Pippi, but don't tell her I said so.

One Year Today -- 07-June-2012

Well, it's been a year since I joined my new family. Sometimes Mom says it's hard to believe it's been that long, and other times she says it seems like I've been a part of the family longer. She often wonders what my past was like, but I say let's live in the here and now. And in the here and now I am a happy pup. My tail goes all the time. Oh I have to fuss at my sisters sometimes, but truth be told they are nice for snuggling up with. There are good treats here, a nice lap or two to sit in, a nice warm bed to sleep in. I get to go on fun walks. I think I'll stay.

ADOPT 2012 CONTEST

My what a difference a year makes. Just over a year ago I was a stray picked up by animal control. Running wild, scrounging for food. That wasn't fun, but neither was the animal shelter. In fact I had almost quit eating, and I'd only been there a week.

So how did I join the family? Well, Mom (my new mom that is) had taken Pippi and Cheeky to a fund raiser for the local human society. They were walking around looking at things when someone from the shelter came over to say they had Cheeky's twin at the shelter ... me. They went on to tell her that I was not doing well in that environment and wasn't eating. This was on a Sunday.

Mom had been thinking some about getting another dog. She was thinking of another Min Pin though. Or at least a dog more Pippi's size. Not Cheeky's size. But Mom couldn't get me off her mind ... and she hadn't even seen me yet! Cheeky had been having a lot of trouble with colitis last year and at times would hardly eat. Mom couldn't help but think of how poorly Cheeky would do in a shelter environment and it just broke her heart to think about me. The shelter wasn't open Monday, but Tuesday morning she decided she had to come check on me. She must have known what would happen because she brought a harness and leash with her. And sure enough, I went home with her.

Luckily I was only in the shelter for a week. Mom took me to her vet for a check up. Turns out I wasn't eating because I had hookworms. Sooo glad we got that taken care of.

I just had my first gotcha day earlier this month and I couldn't be happier. I've got a nice home, with comfy beds. Mom even made a ramp so I could get on the big bed more easily. I can't jump like the other because my back legs are a little different. She also made me a seat in the car where I can see out the window. I sleep with Mom, sit with Mom, follow Mom around. I've got toys, although I still haven't quite figured those out. I'd rather cuddle. I've got a large wardrobe of sweaters, dresses, hoodies and more that I share with Cheeky. Mom even hand painted butterfly wings for my Howloween costume last fall. I was a Pixie Bug. Hehe. I've got sisters to play and cuddle with, and cats to chase. Thank goodness Mom doesn't fuss at me too much for that. They are just so tempting you know. I get to go on lots of walks with a local dog walking group. I'm still working on not barking at everyone so much. And Mom says I need to work on thinking I need to have the last word in everything, but I'm sure she is wrong about that. Heck, Mom even has this back pack thing I can ride in if I get tired on a walk. I'm telling you I have the good life. Most of all though, I've got love. Lots and lots of it.

Funny how things work out sometimes. When Mom went looking for her first dog, she thought she wanted an older couch potato, but she found Pippi - a puppy with a LOT of energy. And that turned out to be the best thing. Got Mom out and moving more. Then Cheeky joined the family. Next she thought she wanted another Min Pin, but found me. After I joined the family Cheeky got more playful and spunky. So to anyone else out there thinking of adopting - it's okay to have an idea of what you want, but keep an open mind. You just might find something better!

11-Jan-2013 -- Springbrook Park

Fifth pack walk of the year for the local group, and first pack walk of the year for me. I got Mom all to myself on this walk. I'm not sure if we can still call it a pack walk since there was only me and one other dog there. Two dogs, two people. I will say though that I did very well with such a small pack. Hehe. It felt good to get out and go! I did my usual barking when I first got out of the car, but once I got a good sniff of Ziggy I was fine. I know her and she is okay. We walked at Springbrook and looped more than once. So I think we went about three miles. One day we are going to have to figure out for sure how long one loop is so we will know better our total walk.

When I got home Cheeky was all in my face. She was mad that she didn't get to go. Whatever. I really hate it when she gets in my face though. I wish she wouldn't do that.