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Ruby con Slippers International Dog of Subterfuge / Spy log

Tales from a baby bear dog! I love to bounce in my new house

Each year I reflect . We actually it's more like... each time I pee I reflect. Wistfully sniffing the breeze as I demurely handle 'my business', or "Hurry up" as mommy says. This year I know will be a banner year as I accompany my mom to the wilds of the Central Coast wine country. She hasn't moved m dog bed yet, but I sense something is afoot. She has spoken to the shy lady with the glasses and the bouncy lady with the piano and both have been moving a lot of their things around. Mainly I'm wondering where my squeaky hot dog is?? It could be in the car but might be in the garage. Oh hey - it that a piece of steak?... No just a steak shaped rock. Oh well. Where was I?

Today I barfed my breakfast so mom and her friend took pity and gave me some chicken apple sausage. I know it was a ploy to get me to beg but I was happy to oblige.

IT is getting hot for a black dog these days and I wish we could go to the beach with the sandy feet and the salty water.

Im sick of people asking if I am a puppy. Hello - check out my ruff and by feathers - ADULT DOG ALEART!! Duh...

Well enough of this for bow. I heard there was a hike planned by the tall man who pets my ears softly. Gotta stretch for this one.

XXOO RCS

Denouemont? Or Dog noop mount?

I wax poetic for a rare moment. The most magical thing has happened. After great trials and tribulations, my mom, yes folks, my very own human person has found a really great big man dad person to be my dog papa. He is very tall and talks so softly to me. He speaks in a silent little language that only a dog can understand. You see my mom was very lost for a couple of years. As I am actually older than her now I can reflect and call upon my accelerated dog-year knowledge to illuminate the mom thing. She was corn-fused by all they other boy-dogs. They would pretend to be good and nice and secretly were very bad and din't like me at all. So I suffered in silence knowing that my moms love would conquer all. Boy was I right! The really great part was that he was already in her life and a friend - so when she finally brought him to meet me I was in a good frame of mind. He pats my head and takes care to pet my ears and cuddle me. Sure he cuddles mom more but that's because he doesn't want her to be jealous of our special bond.

SO things are getting really good. I think mom is going to move to his dog hous in the pretty place where we ride for two hours to get there every week. If she does thn I can spell the nice barn-y smells and make friends with those really huge dogs they call horses. So far we do fun things and mom and the dad person smile and sing together a lot. Also he give bacon. I love him and so does mom. The BEGINNING!

Happy Birthday to me

Today is my birthday and that makes me 7 years old or 56 in human years. It's pretty beautiful now that I live in Venice. My friends Hunter, Clark, Kobe, Hudson, Carmell and Karren really love me and take me on lots of walks.

My birthday was pretty cool - but the biggest surprise was when my God Mom - Jenette showed up at the door all the way from chicago just for me on my birthday.

My mom sings so loud now that her opera career is taking off - it was nice to have a reprieve.

I love the spring and am so happy that the time of swimming and playing with friends is here again.

Happy birthday to me.