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A Terrier Tail

I am a CHAMPion!

Not to be a brag or anything, but I just had to write and let you all know that I am now a champion. Actually, I've been a champion for a couple months now, but my mom wouldn't let me get on the computer to tell you - she said that boasting was ungentlemanly-like. Anyways, I finished my championship in 3 weekends and thought I was looking pretty fabulous the entire time. My mom bought me a fancy new collar as a celebration gift and let me have a hamburger from McDonald's after, but I would have rather skipped the collar and gotten $50 worth of hamburgers.

My First Week as a Show Dog

Well, the family sent me away for a whole week to do this silly thing they kept calling "fulfilling my destiny". I guess it had something to do with what my breeder said when I left his house when I was 12 weeks old. He held me up and looked me real serious in the eyes and told me, "Now you're going to go to Chicago and become a show dog." So, this past week I tried that show dog thing out and did pretty awesome, if you don't mind me saying. I went my handlers place, where I got to see lots of other terriers, and then went to the show. At first I didn't like it, but then I got 5 points toward my championship one morning, and everybody was making a big deal over me, so I started to think it was pretty cool. Pretty soon I started sticking my head way up and prancing around the ring, and my grandma said I looked funny because I stuck my head up so high and showed off so much. One time my grandma clapped from the side of the ring and I heard her and stuck my head of extra high and started to smile real big and move real fast because I knew everybody was looking at ME. My mom said she heard some lady commenting to her friend what a show off #27 (me) was, and my mom told her that she belonged to me and that I was a real ham - whatever that is. Anyways, I got 3 more points toward my championship another day and now have 8 points total! I don't really care about this stuff, but it makes my family really happy and they buy me toys for it, so then I'm happy. I'm maybe heading to St. Louis this weekend, so we'll see how this goes.

~Liam

Don't know what it is, but it's white and I love it!

Hi all, name's Liam, and my mom says I'm naughty. I try to tell her that I'm not naughty, just a free spirit, but she doesn't believe me. We've had this great white stuff fall onto the ground recently...I just love it! At first I didn't like it because it felt weird on my feet and made it hard to walk, but then one time I tried to eat it and realized it was actually pretty good stuff. So, I've now trained my family to let me out whenever I feel like eating the white stuff. I go to the door and cry real hard like I REALLY gotta go potty. If they don't listen to me, or tell me that I was just out ten minutes ago, I come over and stare at them hard while crying, so they know that I REALLY gotta go NOW!! Without fail, they eventually let me out, and I get to eat the white stuff. They usually get mad at me when the realize that I don't gotta go, and make me come in, but at least I get a couple bites of white stuff. I love the family, they never learn! Talk to you all later...I GOTTA go NOW!

~Liam