August 12th 2011 3:09 pm
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I have gone from 1.7 pounds to 4.1 pounds. That's almost 2.5 pounds! Today, Mommy started me on a raw diet. I really like it too. It tastes good and Mommy keeps saying what a good boy I'm being today. I haven't even bit her toes! I fell asleep by them instead.
I know how to sit really well. When Mommy calls me to her, I come over and sit automatically. Right now, Mommy is working on teaching me down and bed. I like going to my bed, I just don't like staying there unless I'm sleeping! I really hate laying down. Hopefully soon I get it a little better.
My new favorite treat is called a bully-stick and I have an organic carrot bone that's pretty yummy. My favorite toys are my big raccoon, my baby raccoon and the giraffe I talked Grandma into buying me. Boy, is she a sucker for my cute face! I don't like it when my cousin Ruger takes it from me!
Monday I'm getting my next shot. The vet says I'm very healthy but she says I'm not all Chihuahua. Talk about an identity crisis! She thinks that I'm a Rat Terrier. Mommy doesn't care what I am, Daddy just doesn't want me to be a Great Dane!
July 20th 2011 4:25 pm
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I love to sleep. When I'm not sleeping, I'm eating. Then I go back to sleep. My favorite toys are the ones that are smaller than me. There aren't very many.
I decided last night would be a good night to show Mommy and Daddy my hyper side. It lasts for about 30 minutes. I also showed them how sharp my teeth are. I think Mommy was pretty impressed by her loud screech. Also, about a minute ago, I surprised Mommy with a really big growl. She laughed, I hope that means I'm ferocious.
My Aunt Danni told me about a Chihuahua named Paco who chased away armed robbers. I figure that's what I wanna be when I grow up. I'm already the guard dog at the Gold Rush, the jewelry store where Mommy works.
Mommy thinks she's pretty slick. She shakes my toys to try and distract me from biting her hands, so I just go for her arms instead! I know that those hands are attached to her arms! Silly Mommy.
Tonight Mommy and Daddy are going to set up a Pack-N-Play in their bedroom for me. Daddy worries about me in the play yard all night alone. Mommy told him that the dining room is a safe, warm place for me. I have my little crate, my water, food and toys. Plus, there are puppy pads down. Daddy just worries about me.
I hate my collar. It annoys me so I scratch at it. Maybe Mommy will take it off me soon!
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