My Kids

My kids have been here for 2 weeks now. I love them so much. Well, Tinie told me the other day that Manwich is their favorite dog. How could my kids betray me in such a way? I can't believe he is the favorite. I have been here longer. There is just no loyalty anymore. Not to mention my itty bitty Cocker feeling are crushed. One of their chores was to give us all baths the other day. Do you know instead of using my Citrus shampoo they used lavender. I am a boy I dont want to smell all foofy. I think they did it on purpose. At least they didnt give me the doggy body spray. I would have had to draw the line somewhere. Anyone have any ideas how I can get back to #1 dog in my kids eyes? Please email me with any doggy advice.

Wet Licks & Really Bad Breath kisses.

Grumpy Dog.

Happy Holidays Everyone. I think I am suffering some post christmas puppy anxiety. I am grouchy. I have been nipping at my parents. I know that I have a ton of chew toys that we got from grandma & grandpa C. But, it just isnt cutting it. The other dogs are tired of me. They wont play with me. Mom and dad hate it when I get to this frisky stage. They should change my name to humpy when I am like this. I get mad if they even want to pet the other dogs. I dont mean to be this way. Maybe I can slip out of the gate tonight and go find someone who will show me some love. That isnt likely though. I sure hope all these feeling go away soon. I may be living outside by myself if not. Thanks again everyone for the great gifts.

Where's The Love????

In my last entry I told you how excited I was to see my Grandma and Grandpa all the way from Minnesota. Did I mention how Manwich kept wanting all the attention as usual? I know that I am Grandma's favorite. There is no doubting that. But, there is something that concerned me. Every year when they come to visit they buy us some doggy toys. I guess now that there are 4 of us we would have broke the bank. We would have all been happy with a new chew rope to share. But, we didnt get any. Manwich must have done something to ruin that tradition. I tell you that dog is no good. Maybe Santa Paws will bring us a new chew rope. Maybe he could drop an extra off at grandma and grandpa's house for next years visit. Grandma if you are reading this. We still love you and cant wait to see you again.

Wet Licks and Bad Breath Kisses.
Chewey

Holiday Visitors.

Saturday was the best day. My mom and dad didnt tell me that we were having family come to town. I heard mom come home and the garage door close. I was just sitting at the door as I always do. Guess who was with mom! It was my grandma. I was so excited and happy to see her. My tail was going a mile a minute. I was jumping up and down for joy. We had a short but great visit. It was great. Manwich kept coming up trying to get her attention and she would grab the tennis ball real quick and throw it and her hand never left me. I love being spolied. I didnt mind sharing my Grandma with Tinie either. Just that Manwich dog. He doesnt desrve any of her time. Chloe seemed pretty excited too. But, she keeps to herself a lot. Grandma and Grandpa have been here everyday. It has been so fun to see them.

Irritated.

I have a complaint. Manwich has been here for almost 4 months now. He hasn't learned anything. He still doesn't realize I am the oldest dog here and I don't like to be bothered. I want to lay in my little corner on the cool tile and be left alone. But, do you think Manwich can let that happen. NO! He is always coming over bouncing around me trying to get me to play. I do my very best ferocious voice, I even show him my mean teeth. He just wont leave me alone. I wish Chloe would tell me her secret to get this dog to leave me alone. When we are going at it, ya know fighting we both get in trouble. That is never good for me because I am a cuddler. Once mom and dad tell me to stop and I don't listen I dont get the evening cuddles. It is all Manwich's fault. If he would just leave me alone all would be good. I would still get to cuddle. Okay okay. I know what you are thinking. It can't always be Manwich's fault. I do instigate every so often. Just to show him who is boss. Yes, I get busted then too. I just can't win. I just want to sleep, poop, eat and cuddle. There is no time for this wrestling mumbo jumbo. Can someone please let Manwich know? If there are any doubts about who is the king of the house let it be known that I can hike my leg when I pee. Manwich can't say the same.

Good Days and Bad Days.

Hi! I don't have a very exciting life but I thought I should drop a few sentences to let all my friends know I am still here. This week hasn't been very good to me. I am a Cocker Spaniel who has never been fixed. Dad just couldn't bring himself to have me fixed. He said it is a guy thing. ;-) So, anyway I have been a very frisky dog. Tinie is the Basset hound. She is a very beautiful dog for a Basset. Well, unfortunately she isnt feeling the least bit frisky. I really really want her to be. I can only show her so many times in one day. Well, apparently mom and dad don't like to see my frisky side. All week all I have heard is "No Chewey" Stop that Chewey" "Get Off Her Chewey" I hope you are seeing my point. A dog needs to relax and they just don't see it that way. Well, one morning mom was getting ready to go to work and we were all laying on the bed. Well, of course I was laying pretty much on top of Tinie. Mom was telling everyone good bye and it was Tinie turn and I growled and bit at her. She was not a happy mama. She was so upset she used the "P" word. You know that horrible 5 letter word. The one no dog wants to ever hear. Nope not punish, pound. Well, I know mom loves us all and she would never send any of us there. But, that word still gives me the shivers. I try to keep my temper to a minimum. But, it is hard to do. Tonight I got locked in the bedroom with dad, so that the other dogs could have some hump free time. I can hear them out there wrestling around. But, I don't get to go. But, that is ok. I am sure I can think of something to do on mom's pillow while she is out there having a great time with everyone but me.
Sincerely
Chewey.

Chewey's LIfe.

Hi! My name is Chewey. I am a 6 yr old Cocker Spaniel that has had a great life so far. I remember the day my parents came to pick me out. I really had to work it. I had a few siblings left and they were all over my owners. My dad picked me up and my mom had another pup. I knew as soon as we made eye contact that I had his mind made up. But, mom wasnt going to be so easy. She had set my sibling down and and my dad told her to hold me. So, she picked me up and looked at me. She didnt have the same "I want this one look" that my dad had. So, I rested my little puppy head on her shoulder and melted her heard then. She looked at my dad and said this is the one. I was her first dog but my dad had one growing up. Once they got me they took me to petsmart and I ended up getting car sick all over my new bed. Which didnt last long anyway. I thought it was a big chew toy. We lived with a roommate at the time they got me. But, quickly moved out of that apartment into a new one. I had just gotten potty trained and learned what was what. Then one day I over heard dad telling mom that I needed a playmate. Now, I was pretty happy being the only dog. Lots os lovins for me only. Mom tried to convince dad we didnt need one. But, that didnt work. That afternoon they brought home a nippy litlle black Cocker named Chloe. You may have seen her in our family pictures. Just a hint. Dont tell her that her ears are turning grey. It doesnt make her very happy. Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. They brought Chloe home. She could fit in the palm of dads hand. She was very small. I was scared to death of her. It took me several days before I would even sit close to her. Thanks goodness they had a kennel for her. Lucky me Dad said it would be mean to get a kennel for me. So, I am now the official bedhog. We eventually out grew our apartment and moved into a bigger one. The neighbors down stairs used to always come up and play with Chloe and I. Then we out grew that apartment and mom and dad bought us a house. They were all excited that we would have a yard to play in. Now, I dont know about you. But, I kind of like staying inside during the summer when it is 115 out. But, it is also nice to have a yard. Once we got moved in and settled Chloe and I were in hog heaven. Then came another dog. Valentines day came and went. The Saturday after valentines day mom and dad left. When they came back they had a travel kennel with the smallest dog with the biggest ears I had ever seen. Chloe and I werent to sure about this. But, the little girl game out. We tried to give her the cold shoulder for the longest time but she was very persistant. So, we all get along pretty well. Although being old timers in the house we are kind of grumpy. It used to be so easy to give Tinie the basset hound the cold shoulder when we didnt want to play. But, now she is bigger than us and when she wants to play we play. We finally adjusted to having this pup around. Last week was my mom and dad's anniversary and wouldnt you know, another dog came. We were hoping he was just visitng. A small looking guy with a sour puss face. So, far he hasnt left. So, I think he is here for good. He uses my ears as chew toys. I am not very fond of that. I tell him if he should be chewing anyones ears it should be Chloes. Maybe he could help her get rid of the grey. But, he is stubborn and doesnt listen to us at all. They say he is a bull dog and will be bigger than us just like Tinie. Just gives Chloe and I something to look forward too. My mom and dad bought us a pool today. The only one who really liked it was Manwich. Maybe I will get used to it maybe I wont. All, I know is I really liked being the only dog. Hopefully we wont be getting any more anytime soon.