Age: 11 Years Sex: Female Weight: 51-100 lbs
|Home:Los Angeles, Marina Del Rey, V, CA ||[I have a diary!] |
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Noopers, Tu tu totopos, baby dog, Roobers, Rubes, pupper dogger,probegger, tiny little fluffy dog, iddle snoopy, stealth dog, poopy noopy, scoopy choopy, loopy doopy
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May 5th 2003
March 4th 2003
Meat snacks, water, love, parks, toys, treats, attention on any kind
being ignored, no puddles, mom traveling w/o me
my socks, Other people's socks, Girraffe, paper, expensive shoes, pocupine, hatbands
chicken, tomato soup, peanut butter, salmon, mangoes, quesadillas, apples, bananas with peanut butter in the microwave
Sunset beach in Hawaii, Refugio beach, cayucos, huntington beach, Laurel canyon dog park, Cayucus, Los osos, Morro Bay. Topanga!
Pathetic look, Chasing my tail. Stealing food from any of the weak two legged ones.
Noopy is the head puppy (female) from ZigZag on Ice's last liter. Saddle Hill Labs is an amazing place. My mommy called all over California to find a great dog and Susan Everhart of Saddle Hill Labs interviewed her to see if she would be a good momma dog and she allowed her to come to the ranch. After mommy met my birth mom she had to request a boy or girl and so she said girl, and when I was born she came to visit and at 6 weeks she picked me - cuz actually I showed her I was the best one!
My house is cool because you can run in the house and throw balls. I am also allowed to take up the whole bed and all the covers. All couches belong to me and I flatten pillows like a pro. I used to study really hard for my field trials but I took a year off to find myself and I can hardly remember how to sit. I am good at throwing anything a good distance, accurately. I do smell like popcorn especially in the paw area. My mom took me to meet Julep and Fizz in Carmel Valley and I got so tired my tail didn't work for a week. I also surfed with Jack on Christmas Eve and My tail went out again. I think I need some accupressure or something. I was small and now I'm bigger. My chronic licking fettish is not a passing thing ( sorry Alejo). I fly on all airlines cause I'm a special dog.:) I am also soooo cute.
Eat all the yummy stuff &cuddle everyone
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May 4th 2014 8:39 am
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Noop noop noop and softly I will noop. Oh sorry my nose got stuck to that litte clump of flowers. Someone left me a message there. In any case I had to get my dog thoughts out. With all the changes around our tall doggie house I've barely had time to chase my dog tail let alone to write. Well something is definitely weird at home. Number one mom is really round in front now and her tummy moves by itself. I asked the stupid ugly cat across the street. I know I shouldn't say that, but he plans attacks on me - luckily my mom always cathes him before he does anything rally bad. His name is Felix. His people are really nice. So I saw him earlier this morning while my big dog papa was walking me and I asked him about my mom's round tummy thing. He says she's going to have a baby dog. So I don't know is the dog inside her moving around? Why doesn't the dog come out? I don't know why that's happening? It seems weird that they wouldn't ask me to pick out a baby dog for them. I'm the baby dog and we don't really need another one. Our walks have become slow and that's good because I have more time to smell the messages on the road or even to play my role as wild beast on the veld in the fields around the dog house. This might be good because i can pretend the baby dog belongs to me. Mom is always so busy maybe she can leave the puppy in my dog bed and I'll play with it. One things that concerns me is that mom has all of these really small dresses and shoes and stiff thats way too small for her. I' worried that this baby dog might have no fur. I was born with fur - so the concept of a small hairless dog is foreign to me. I guess we will see. I have no way of finding out.
For now I have to content myself with extra snacks. The uncertainty I fell at the coming of a new baby dog is soothed by sticking close to mom and begging for extra snacks. I have become and expert at this skill over years of honing my pathetic dog look. It's completely irresistible.
Oh here comes that handsome black lab (Jack) from two streets over - gotta noop.
February 16th 2014 10:11 am
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Well, it's happened...Something super weird. I was begging for mint cookies yesterday and i noticed something. Mom wasn't moving as quickly as usual - she also has been getting really round in the front. I think this is odd - because we have always been about the same size and all. So I decided to make a test - I flopped on the floor and did my patented 'upside down dog' usually reserved for Sundays and special occasions. So I knew she would fall for it. AH HA!!! Just as I suspected - something weird is going on! She was really slow getting down to rub my tummy and she actually groaned and said she couldn't do it. This was the first clue that things were getting bizarre. Nextly - my papa dog is moving big things out of my own personal bedroom. Now there's a big cage in the middle of the room. The last time I saw one of those I was about 8 weeks old. COuld they be getting another dog? That would be ok - if the puppy doesn't know the 'play or die game' - I'm getting too mature for that. Well I must continue to investigate. Wait- now she's bringing in all manner of contraptions. Lots of pink stuff - a round squishy thing and small toys (well my birthday is coming up) maybe the'll be getting me that black pug I wanted. But why is the cage so high up? Hmmmm.
June 8th 2013 3:42 pm
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It has been some time since I have a moment to write. As a maturing nooo dog I have often thought back on my adventures. My mom has always tried to include me in all of her adventures. We have traveled far and wide and used many modes of transportation.
I just want to remember this time before mom marries my papa type person. Heretofore I have been expected to sleep, eat, play at the beach, and beg for treats. It has come to my limited attention that I will have some new duties durring this wedding thing and after.
One I am expected to dress up- that's ok I guess. But thy want me to bury the rings?? First I have no idea what they're talking about. It to mention that I've never been particularly good at the actually burying part. As you know I can dig a hole- but what tends to happen is... I drop the stick or what have you in the hole as I'm digging and it usually is jettisoned bal out behind me as I dig in a rain of wet sand. So this doesn't sound like a good plan.
Seccond: I'm expected to bury these rings - walk down the isle instead of begging for grilling meat at the altering rent. Are you kidding?!?!?!!!
It's bad enough that well be flyin in the bumblebee plane - it hurts my ears. The fact that I'm supposed to ignore meat snacks at any time is unacceptable.
I propose these changes. I could eat the rings thus rendering moot the point of burying them and I would be free to beg and drool at the caterer's tent.
Mom can get back to me - ill be on the couch.
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