Springtime for Cutey and Mochi and Meiren

Hi, all,

It is springtime again. The mountains are beckoning for me to go run up and down them again. Any day now daddy will take me and Mochi up to Mission Peak and we will wear out the place running, jumping, playing, sniffing, raising Cain, barking. I can't wait feel the wind on my fur and the sun on my back. I really love my home town, and I love my family. Mochi is an ok brother, even if he is a bother at times. I used to get mad at Meiren all the time but now I think she's ok most of the time. She is not my size, and neither is Mochi, so they don't like to play with me as much. I wish I had a dog my own size, and age too, a dog a little less silly. I get really annoyed when Mochi and Meiren fight over the littlest stuff and I have to bark them back to peacefulnility, or whatever that is.

Hope everyone is having a great spring. Keep in touch.

Yours,

Cutey Secor

Mochi is back

Hi, Meiren,

Mochi is back.

He is not exactly the old Mochi we all know and love (usually), but he is back. He doesn't bite me on the hind leg, and I am not complaining about that, but he is still the same old self confident bossy self he always was, and that's ok. He is the spark of the family, the life of the pack, and around here, we need every dog we can get. If he would just stop taking my bed! He has his own bed. But for now, I will let him sleep there. He almost died, I am sure. He was sooo sick. He couldn't eat, or sleep, or run around. And Mochi LOVES to eat. But now he is back.

I hope he will get his energy back soon. We need to liven things up before Thanksgiving.

Oh, by the way, forget about what I said about your silly smile. You are really cute, even if I am jealous of your youth and energy. Anyway, there is room enough in this house for two beautiful female dogs like you and me. Let's hope the next one is a male like Mochi.

Your sister,

Cutey Secor

New Dog in the Family

Dolly has been in the family now for almost six months. She is a very cute dog, but very passive and very cute. I don't really like her very much because she is kind of "too cute" for her own good. She loves me, and I feel a little embarrassed about it. More later.

Bad news from China

Hi, Dolly,

I am not very good at writing this kind of note.

I never knew Pauli, and I don't know you, yet. It may sound heartless, but my brothers and sisters were lost to me at birth, and so I never knew them. I deal with life by forgetting about pain and I just try to live with the present. But when I read your diary entry about Pauli, I have to say, I was really moved. Maybe now I am beginning to think about my puppy mates and what might have happened to them. I hope they are with good families like mine.

Don't think of me as bad or selfish, it is just the way I have to deal with life. But for you, Dolly, my little adopted sister-to-be, I can't just let it go. We will be sisters, and I hope, friends, so I think I need to understand.

You can teach me now to feel the way you do. I think I am so out of touch with my own doggy heart I can barely hear your bark. Keep barking, and I will do my best. Can we be friends, even if I don't quite understand? Why do you cry, when there is so much to see and do, so many hills and valleys, so many cows and field mice, so much to chase and smell, and is there really time to cry? I haven't cried since my doggy Mommy left me at the animal shelter all by myself. I haven't cried since I sat day by day waiting for some family to take me in. I didn't have time to cry. I just bucked up and took it. Now I have the best family in the world.

But I don't look down on you. Cry if you need to. I am sorry if you don't understand my inability to cry with you. But I do love you, and I want to see you.

Can we be good sisters even if I don't understand? Say yes.

Your adopted sister,

Cutey Secor

New life New challenge

Hi, all,

I have a new sister named Dolly. I think she is too small. I mean, she is so small I am sure she cannot go up the stairs. I hope she doesn't learn any bad habits. Anyway, I will have the responsibility to train her to respect others - well, I mean me! I don't want her to bite me on the ankle like Mochi does. Anyway, good luck, Dolly. See you soon.

Your sister,


Cutey Secor

Why I am the best

Well, the dog's out of the bag.

After weeks of telling stories about me, he finally blows his plug! I am speaking of my brother, Mochi Secor.

First of all, Mochi, I have four paws, not four stars, and the kind people who voted for me are not biased against you for your youth. After all, I am still a young looking pup, only 42 doggie years young, thank you. It's your obvious delusions of grandeur that bother people.

Yes, I have to admit, you are cute. You are so darned cute you get away with murder. Who takes you out every day to do your business? I do. Who keeps you warm in the winter. I do. Whose bed do you sleep in instead of your own? Mine. Whose food do you eat in addition to your own? Mine. When was the last time you got yelled at? Well, I'm waiting! Can't answer? The answer is, never. You take me for granted.

No, I don't like to be bit on the hind legs. I won't die from it, but it is very annoying. It sticks in the craw. And Mommy won't do anything about it. She thinks it looks cute.

Well, look again, young man. The critics know, and my four paws will be five one day, but if you keep up your current attitude, you'll be left with, ha ha ha, two paws!

What do you think of that, Mr. Everyone loves me?

Today is so dreary

I stayed inside all day. It is too wet out for me. I played with Mochi my brother. He can sit, kiss, and now he can jump throughthe doggie door. It is my doggie door and is built for a large dog, but Mochi can jump through it. I am not jelous, though, except when Mochi sleeps in my bed, which is every day. I never get rough with Mochi because he is so small, but I think Mom and Dad spoil him. When I was little things were so different. The younger doggie generation is spoiled and lazy. I had to hike five miles one way to doggie school.