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Call me Sweetie

Paw Wars : Episode IV: The Apso Strikes Back

So first, there was a massive thud at the door. Jake went mad and Coco hid (all talk no action). I was at momma's ankle as I always and we peeked out to see... Penny the soft coated Wheaten terrier from down the street! She is never allowed out but she running around like a goof (she IS a puppy, afterall, and soo cute!) Momma is the neighborhood "dog lady" and dogs are forever showing up on our porch, so she slipped on her sneaker clogs, grabbedICE (In Case of Emergency) leash and headed out the door. However she forgot that because she had had throat surgery less than a week ago she cannot speak! heeheehee. So she's chaseing this crazy dog and can't communicate with her excepts in grunts. It was working until Penny's dad showed up! Off Penny runs! After a few very cold minutes, momma had a brillient brainstorm! SUPER SWEETIE TO THE RESCUE! She came inside scooped me up, took me outside and let me run to Pennys dad! I greeted him with crippling cuteness and he naturally started to rub my belly. Penny DID NOT like this so she made tracks over to her daddy. What momma and Finn tried to do for 30 minutes, I accomplished in 30 seconds. I'm SUPER!

Unfortunatly, back to the house and into my mild-mannered "Sami" persona...

Guess who was pracing around like some kind of Princess? That wretched chihuahua, who is completely out of her tiny little mind. Coco has decided that, now that she is nice and comfy in MY house, she needs to engage in paw to paw combat. Frankly, she fights dirty. I wrestle with my 80 pound bro all the time and its fun! But not with her, no, she attacks low and fast. Then she takes my stuff. Of course I am the head dog, so I just take it back hip check of the bed. Fatso with her long nails goes *splat* clickclickclickclick, pacing and trying to figure out how to outsmart me. She won't. My breed is very well known for its intelligence. Not to mention, my crippling cuteness. (I mean-have you seen me?) Furthermore, I am the Princess of this house (as one can tell by my beautiful tiara) second only to the Queen Momma. Shes welcome to be a duchess or countess... preferably far far away. *sigh* wishful thinking. Although, I wonder how much it ould cost to send her to Mexico *ahem* for a vaction of course. Listen darlings got to fly. Momma just put my Eyeore on top of the kitchen island to keep us girls from getting it.So I have to prove my super-ness once again by leaping tall islands in a single bound. I am so agile... yet delicate. *kisses* SS

Day Light Savings Time STINKS

Okay, maybe it is okay in the spring where we get up a little early, but "fall back"? My Momma is a nite owl as it is and now she will never sleep. The little twerp chihuahua doesn't care where she sleeps (which is good because she sleeps 21 hours a day or so!) so she never complains. I like to be in the big bed fast asleep by midnight at the latest. Not too much to ask right? Not to mention of course that, because it my job to be with Momma AT ALL TIMES, it is my job to stay up til all hours. I don't have to be gracious about it tho, now do I. Yawn. Flop. Well, better get back to giving Mom evil looks...she can't fool me! Luv- SS *..* (

Thief!

This is just getting ridiculous! I am the Queen of this house and that is that! That little monster (AKA Coco) is driving me insane. Here is the main problem. She is stealing my stuff. Now, I can't prove it but the jerk is always around, looking so smug when my stuff goes missing and momma is always laughing her head off. Another clue, I keep finding my toys in the laundry basket and when I give my mom a cocky look she just laughs. This is totally unacceptable. I wonder if momma is aware that Coco is stealing her socks and hiding them in the towel basket... blackmail, anyone? *Kiss you* SS