You don't Poop on Princess!

So today, I am outside walking around, sniffing things that need to be sniffed, barking at things that need to be barked at, simply minding my own business, when all of a sudden I hear a honking noise from the heavens. It sounded like a Canadian Goose and so mom, Tot, and I looked up and saw a group of Canadian Geese that were flying pretty low to the ground and the one goose in the flock just kept on honking as they were about to fly over us! We stared in total awe and were all captivated by their beauty until one decided that I would make a good toilet! Yes, I said TOILET! I KNOW! The goose literally aimed for me! Can you believe it? It hit the ground inches away from me and made the biggest SPLAT sound you've ever heard! I even jumped, it practically scared the poop outta me! Oh my goodness, that totally freaked me out! And let me tell you, those Canadian geese have GIGANTOR liquidy #2's! EWWWWWWWWW! *gagging* Tot kept laughing it up and she teased me all the way home! The next time we go outside, I am gonna strap a bulls eye target on Tot's jacket and hope that we encounter another pesky goose that has better aim than the last one! Revenge will be mine!

I don't think that I care much for Canadian geese now that one tried to poop on me - I mean, I'm a princess, and you DON'T poop on princess! There's just some things that you don't do! The nerve! *steam coming out of ears*

Out,

Kiki Baby

Stuck in a *hairy* Situation

Those of you who know me, you know that I am a true girlie girl. I like the color pink, no - scratch that, I LOVE the color pink, I love foo foo stuff, I love being pampered and fussed over, I love going to the salon to get all gussied up - I am a girlie girl through and through. Now that my girlie-girlness has been fully established, it's time for me to divulge that I have found myself in a rather *hairy* situation. It seems that whenever I wear my hoodie, and I LURVE wearing my hoodie, I lurve, lurve, lurve wearing my hoodie, I seem to have... this is so embarrassing... long curly chest hairs that hang out of my hoodie in my décolletage area! *looks around in utter horror* Dad says that I look like I am straight out of the 80's, all I need is a thick gold chain necklace and a Members Only jacket to finish off the look! I am beyond mortified! The puparazzi even snapped a few pics of me with my long curly chest hairs hanging out earlier today - I just know it will be all over the tabloids later (see photos above)!!!! *gasp* So on top of all this I found out today to my horror that my mom canceled my beauty salon appointment for tomorrow! No brow shaping? No décolletage trimming? No perfume spritzing? No coat shine gloss? No mani/pedi??? I think my mom is trying to purposely ruin my reputation! Unlike Tot, I'm not just some savage beast. Some of us actually care about appearance! *hmph*

Kiki Baby

Ring my Bell

When I was an adorable baby puppy the parentals set up a strand of bells on the front door so I could ring them and let them know when I wanted to go outside. Well, over time, the string on the bells thinned and eventually fell apart, so the bells went bye bye. Anyhoo, recently ma found me a new set of bells called Poochie Bells. Now that my bells are FINALLY back up in their rightful place, I can assure you that I am putting them to good use - or trying to at least!

Ma tries to be really good about taking me out whenever I ring the bells, and I have been trying to take advantage of it as much as possible. This afternoon I strolled downstairs, daintily rang the bells with my manicured paw, and ma took us out. Then 30 minutes later, I decided to summon mom again! So, I rang the bells as usual, however, no one came to my beck and call! I ran upstairs and just starred at mom! How dare she ignore me - I rang the bells, and I demand service!!! I thought, perhaps she just didn't hear me, so I ran back downstairs and rang the bells AGAIN and then ran back upstairs and looked at mom and patiently waited for her to realize what an idiot she was to not come running. I mean, that is what this is all about right - training mom to do what I want her to do, when I want her to do it, right??? I starred at mom so much that I am surprised I didn't burn a hole through her head! I am sad to announce that I shall be withholding Kiki kisses and all of my snuggling from ma until she complies with my demands! It's just like the dog whisperer says, you cannot reward bad behavior. Hopefully it will only take a few days for ma's feeble mind to grasp the concept. Otherwise, it may require remedial training.

The Kiki Whisperer

Falling Cheeseburgers from the Sky

One more thing from our road trip, we actually drove under - yes I said UNDER the worlds biggest McDonalds! It was in some small town in Oklahoma and the McDonalds actually goes over the whole freeway! The sun roof on the car was open so Tot and I positioned ourselves *just* perfectly to catch any deliciously delectable cheeseburgers that might be falling from the Micky D's above so we could chow down. We were SO beyond disappointed when we passed under and did not see a single falling cheeseburger! The nerve! What's the point of even having any sort of restaurant above a freeway then? *pouting* The parentals don't like fast food, but I don't see why Tot and I have to suffer such dee-lightful juicyness and yummyness because of their distaste for it! I was so good in the car and didn't blow chunks or anything, I think that at the very least, I should get a tender little cheeseburger that falls from the heavens above! Don't all pups deserve that? Well, maybe Tot doesn't deserve that, but I know that I sure do!

Out,
Kiki Baby

The Sleepy Traveling Kiki

We recently went on a little road trip half way across the US and I saw quite a bit while on the journey - when I wasn't sleeping that is. Soooooooooo, I basically slept through 11 states while Tot mocked me. Sounds fun huh? Tot has also accused me of jumping into her car seat and screaming "hold me Tater!!!". I will deny it to the grave. But, if it did happen, I would have blamed the whole thing on the car sickness meds.

I got to stay in a hotel for the first time ever. Wow, it was really luxurious and high class all the way baby with plastic cups and there was even a cattle stockyard across the street too! Talk about the whole 9 yards! I just wish that my boypup Duff could have been there, it was so romantic! Our first hotel even had 2 very small beds in it, I don't know why the parentals weren't happy about that! I kept telling the parentals that the 1st bed was for the parentals and I, and the 2nd bed was for my mongrel sister Tot. I don't know why they wouldn't agree to my ideal sleeping arrangements suggestion! We were crammed like sardines in that bed!

On our second day of driving, we pulled over at a rest stop in Misery (Missouri), and the Puperazzi was absolutely hounding me! This guy there was in love with me and he asked if he could take my photo and everything! I was the talk of the whole rest stop!

All in all, I got a lot of beauty sleep on the trip. Mom kept remarking "I wish I had a fleecy car seat like that so I could stretch out in an sleep in it too!" Yup, my car seat totally rocked! I refuse to not ride in style though. Tot and I looked SO good in our car seats that anytime we pulled up to a drive in window, the person working the drive through window would always remark at how cute we were! When we reached Indianapolis, the guy in the window there thought that our car seats were the neatest things since sliced bread and he actually called customers into the back just so they could come see us!!!

And sorry to disappoint, but there was no blowing chunks on Tot. Boo. I was all ready to aim said chunks at Tot just in case though! The trip was good, I just think that I should have been riding shot gun with the paretals.

The only question that I have after the trip is that I still want to know what "pedal dancers" are! I looked everywhere on the road but I didn't see anyone or anything dancing! Darn it!!! I always miss the good stuff! *pouting*

- Kiki Baby

Fashionista in Training

I sure wish Tot would stop accusing me and ma of spitting out gum on the sidewalk. DO I look like I can even chew gum? Ummm, NO! Once she gets in Detective Tater Tot mode she can get sooooooooo annoying!

Anyhoo, I am so happy today! I have decided to become the humble and dedicated student of the major superstar fashionista, Mocha ! I will be a sponge and soak up all of her fashionista advice, maybe perhaps one day I too can be as stylish as Mocha? Oh, that would be my dream! I would be the happiest girl in the world! Meanwhile, I will be her grasshopper and work on begging mom to get me that bling that I so rightfully deserve! How can I be a fashionista in training if I don't even have bling? Come on parentals! Time to get your act together!

I made a new pal named Allison (AKA: the Tot Sitter) , and what can I say, she was ga ga over me! I was a total ham as usual and she gushed over me and gave me lots of lovin'. Ma says that Tot and I are gonna have a super fun sleep over vacation for a whole week at her place! I don't know how happy Tot is about it because she has been pouting, but I am so excited that I could squeak! Finally, I will get the kind of constant love and attention that I deserve! Especially since Tot will most likely stay away from Allison, I will be able to hog all of her heavenly attention all to myself! *rubs paws together and laughs*

Smooch!

Kiki Baby

I feel soooooooooo special today!

Agh! The anonymous mystery super coolio rosette giver has stricken again! This time he/she got me though! I feel sooooooooo special and now I'm all giddy! *blushing* Thank you mystery rosette giver for my frosty cool and refreshing lemonade! I will enjoy every sip of it! You are a total sweetheart whomever you are! You must reveal yourself so we can send some delish and yummy drinks your way too!!!

Smoochies!

Kiki Baby

Kiksterweenie

I am not a happy Schnauzie. Ma thinks she is oh so funny and came up with a new nickname for me. Well, dad started calling me Kiksterini, which is cute and all - but somehow mom morphed it into Kiksterweenie! Now she says it in a baby talk kind of tone and it sounds even worse! I am beside myself and just aghast that MY own mother would call me such a name. I am NOT a weenie, and I fully resent the implication! I might be a little picky, selective, sensitive, moody and occasionally grouchy but I am certainly not a weenie! Got that ma?


Out,

Kiksterini

TAG! You're IT!

Yikes! I was tagged by Doolin, Beamer, AND Georgie!

Here are the rules:

Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged, need to post in their Diary the rules & their 7 pawsome facts. Then choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names. Don't forget to bark them a pmail that they hae been tagged and to read your Diary, or, send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged!

7 Oh so fun facts about Miss Kiki:

*I will do anything, I repeat ANYTHING to get out of getting groomed
*My nickname changes to "the welcome wagon" when I'm at the puppy park
*I like treats but I don't scarf them down like the ruthless beast that I am forced to co-habitate with
*I like to lick dad's feet when he naps on the couch (EWWWWW)
*I don't like the pupperazzi and close my eyes for as many pictures as I can for revenge
*I sleep 23 1/2 hours a day, and that doesn't include my naps
*I was born on a farm on the Chesapeake Bay and at 6 weeks old, I almost tried to jump off the dock into the freezing Bay!

Bonus Fact:
*My sister (who currently lives in Alaska) found me on Dogster! Couldn't believe it! How strange is that - all the info totally checked out! Turns out, I'm an auntie too!!!


Now tag the next 7 pups!

My tags:

Chin Chin
McDuff
Doolin
Rudy
Velvet
Georgie
Charley


*J ust wanted to apologize in advance that we can't send rosettes to every pup, we only have a couple left right now! We sure wish we could send one to all of you though because you are all so special!

Snow Bunny with a Cotton Tail

We got snow yesterday! I couldn't believe it! Here I was all ready for a day of sunning on the lanai with my sun tan lotion and everything, then it started snowing! Ugh. It sure was pretty though. I thought that I was going to be an Easter bunny today, but as it turns out, I have become a snow bunny instead! Go figure! Hooray, that means no stupid rabbit outfit! I would choose my Gap hoodie over that bunny suit any day of the week. My street cred is very low because of that darn outfit that mom keeps coaxing me to wear. How is anyone supposed to take me seriously in a bunny suit?

Tater Tot is on a doggy treat high and is bouncing off the walls after our "treat hunt" that ma set up for us. I just want to nap and she keeps waking me up! What's up with that? I am very afraid that I might not get my 23 1/2 hours of sleep in today because of her antics! *yawn* Maybe I can lock her outside on the lanai and no one will notice? Hmmmmmmmmm.

Ciao,

Kiki Baby