Am I Fat?

I can't really tell if I've gotten too fat... I weigh more than my big bro now and I do take up a lot of space. I've been taking it upon myself to block as many doorways and walkways as possible in the house, and I've been pretty effective. I think that I look pretty good myself. I prefer to take the Eric Cartman stance on my body image: I'm not fat, I just have big bones. Maybe I SHOULD lay off the cheesey-poofs...

-Lilith

Huh?

Loki just told me that our new sister is coming this Sunday. New sister? I won't be the baby anymore? I'm going to be the middle child. Ugh. I guess it can't be ALL bad. I mean, the middle Brady brother ended up marrying a model. Plus, it will be nice to have another girl around. Loki is just such a BOY. I also heard that she's a French Bulldog. They're pretty cute... I mean, not as cute as chows, as far as I'm concerned, but I'm biased. Well, time will tell how it all goes... I do like other dogs...

I'm Pretty

I got another bath this weekend. I wasn't thrilled, but it sure was worth it. I look hot. Mom and dad can't believe how puffy I am. I learned how to climb the steps into the bed, also. It's fun to hop in bed with mom and dad and sleep down by their feets. Loki won't really get in the bed anymore. He has his own bed in the front of the house so he can keep an eye on stuff. I don't know exactly what he's keeping an eye on. I don't think he really knows either. I guess boys will be boys, yes? Oh dear. You know what he did? He was running after a bird in our backyard and he jumped up in the air and snatched it right out of the sky! He's such a savage. But when I told him to drop it for me, he did. At least he's a gentleman. Well, until next time.
Au Revoir!

Underpants

My Mom and Dad are making me wear these underpants. I put a picture up for you all to see. I think they're pretty cute. I don't quite understand why I have to wear them, but Mom says it's because I'm a "woman" now. Whatever that means. Anyhow, Mom and Dad said that they'll get me fixed so that it doesn't happen again. I didn't know that I was broken. Outside of that, I still love my home here in San Francisco. My brother, Loki, has been acting really weird this week. I think it has something to do with my underpants.
Last week, my family went to the beach a lot. I really like the beach. There are all these little birds there that I want to chase, but Mom won't let me. I was a little scared of the water at first, but now I like to put my paws in it. The water there is yummy, but I'm not allowed to drink it. I still sneak a couple of sips here and there. I haven't been able to go to the beach this week because of my underpants, but the sun is staying out later and later, so I'm sure we'll get to go again soon. Bye everyone!

My New Home

It has been aboot a month now since I have arrived from my birth-home in Ontario. I very much like my brother, Loki. He has been teaching me the ways of the world here in San Francisco at Lobos Manor. My faithful servants (Loki calls them 'mom' and 'dad') are treating me quite well. They have procured a lovely assortment of plushy playthings, such as a blue Sniffany box, a bottle of Dog Perignon, a Furcedes and a Chewy Vuitton bag for me to amuse myself with. I find them to be quite appropriate for a lady of my breeding and stature, eh? Oh, yes, I am Canadian, so I have a bit of an accent. This weekend, 'mom' said that she might accompany me to Gump's in Union Square to celebrate Chinese New Year, as it is the year of the dog. We are hosting the Lady Shana of Glen Park's young lord, Judas, this weekend, so my social calendar may be far too full to make a public appearance. That being said, I must be off. My apologies for such a short diary entry.

Regards,
Lady Lilith of Lobos Manor