Duh duhduh

Heya

Yay, New Years! Christmas! BONES!

Dear Diary,

It's BONE-TIME! ...da...da...da..

Known as New Years to my humans, and I get milk bones and raw-hides and yummy homemade treats.

Copper and I will stay up all night (or...at least TRY) and watch our humans stare at the glowing cube box, and once there's a lot of yelling from the box, they turn it off, and go to bed.

It's only one minute of fun, but two days of BONES!

So..really..two days of fun, for me and Copper.

I CAN'T WAIT! I'm going to give a rosette to all my Stub Club puppies, to celebrate!

Happy Bone Time, Diary,
Zoey

Life As An ADMINISTRATOR

Well, it's true. I'm oficially leader of my own club! So many doggies have joined, I don't know where to start. Theres Jakc russels, beagles, dobermans, and pinschers! I'm really proud I can finally ahve people join. It's really fun, too. I'm giving away all these stars-- so HEy! If you're a puppy with a stubby tail come here! -huggles-

Anyways, that's all for now.

Wow!!!!

Yes, this could be about Easter. But maybe it isn't. (Ok, it is) I'm going to see ALL my owners tricks! I already know she has one, and it is............. da da da da da da.......

She wakes up early, ok? Then, she looks at all the eggs(where they are) and goes back to bed. next she waits till everyone else wakes up. She grabs her basket, and shoots to where all the eggs are! AMAZING!


OH NO!! Someoens coming!!! BYE

It's my birthday!!

Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me;
I love to eat cookies, to you have two or thirty-three!!

Oh my gosh! A Lepi'!

I saw it! I saw it! A leprechaun! I heard my owner talking to it. I saw him squished behind the bookcase. So, I just tried to help him. I stuck my nose in the bookcase and licked him. But he ran away. He was small..very small. He had a green suit on. he had red hair. He had a pot of gold labeled "{Jig's Gold" I bet his name was Jig. After all, I had heard him say thgats his name to my owner. (I've learned to understand human over the years) He says lots of weird stuff. But, then, he slipped out of the bookcase. he ran close to my owners foot. She almost stepped on him! "Oh," he yelled. Then, my owners friend called out, "Did she squish you?" The leprechaun obviously didn't hear as he said again, "oh, that was a close one," I quickly ran forward, being careful not to step on him. He looked at me. Then he said, 'Give a kiss to those cute puppies I saw," Then my owners went in the basement. Me and Copper followed. Jig trotted along with us. Copper's ears perked up as he apparently saw Jig. He barked to me, "Who is that?" I barked back, "It's Jig. The leprechaun," My owner looked at us. "Shh," she said. As we were in the basement, my owner and her friend were drawing when Copper walked over and sniffed Jig. Jig walked away and said, "oh, ye cute lil puppies!" He bounced on the walls and laughed. Then, quickly he jumped on my owners arm. "Yahh! What was that?" she shouted as she spotted the green speck on her arm and the ticklish feeling she quite clearly felt. She scratched hert arm, and Jig fell on my back. "Oh, Zoey, Sorry to land on ye," he said, patting my back. he jumped off and ran up the stairs, 'course, it took a long time. but when my owner spotted a green flash and sparkle, she and her friend went upstairs with Jig. Jig spoke to my owner and her friend. "Oh, I must be going now," he said in a weird voice. picked up his gold and started to head out the door. My owner said, "Wait, you're out of the bookcase?" Jig nodded, but they couldn't see that so he said, "yes, I escaped fine." (Boy, was he ever right) he smiled at me and Copper. "How do you know who we are?" my owner asked. "I know where are you live," he said. "I really must be going."
"Wait!" my owner said, Heather. "Who are you?" "I'm Jig," he replied. "Now, I really have to be going. Top of the morning to ya!" Heather and her friend laughed. "Bye," they said.




I trotted over to the couch. What could a little esedropping do? "Oh my gosh! I can't believe Jig is real!" Heather's friend yelled. Her friend luaghed. "Yes, but listen to this message," she said. Heather watched as her friend checked the messages there was only one and it was in a different language. It seemed to me like, "Get Waste!................ Herman Sung!" There was also little babling in the backround. They were very confused. "What does that say??" they whined. I figured there was no purpose in ese-dropping now, because I was feeling bored. I ran to another chair in the other room and fell a sleep. My dream was quite weird.

I was in a feild filled with rocks and flowers. I was running all over the place. There was leprechauns and fearies! They all were nice to me and gave me stuff. Then I was woken up (sadly) by Heather saying "Zoey's so cute when she sleeps!" I looked at the clock. It was 5 in the morning. I can't believe I slept so long! I yawned. Then I got up and stretched and yawned again. I ran up the stairs and started to wonder. You won't believe how much hours I had to wonder! I really felt like sleeping again. I decided to check on Copper. I glanced at him. He was sleeping. I had no choice. I ran down the stairs and ate and drank. Then I felt even MORE sleepy. So this time I DID have no other chioce. I jumped up on on the chair and fell asleep. Luckily, I had the same dream. I better be going. Because I just woke up and this is what I'm doing.

Zopey-trope
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Time for another day

Another day can you believe it? I hope Friday will be nice. It's going to be nice just laying around and getting pet all day. But Saturday is when my family is home all day (or at least I hope so), and I get pet, hugged, fed alot, and most of all I get to play with my owners and watch TV. But Friday, well, Friday will be the same. Lay around. Play with Copper. Eat. Sleep. Drink. The usaul.

AS Today was, it wasn't that bad. But in two days it'll be Saturday. And then, well, Sunday, Monday AGAIN! What is IT??? Only two days to relax with my owners? That's not fair. But it's not 'till two days I get to relax. I've heard people call them "weekends". Then I looooooovvveee the weekends.

My mommy said that puggles were cute! What kind of answer is that? I run up to her, and lick her, and all she says is " Hi, Zopers," and pets me. She says dogs are cute. I AM!!! THATS RIGHT!! Oops, gotta go.

Sincerly,
~ Zopers~

Nothing??????

I have NOTHING to type about? And I barley know anything about people reading my diary? Then just let people read it! There's no point in hiding it unless there's stuff in it. Maybe they'll think there is, and nobody will ever know. that'd be nice,,,,,,,

Pink Collars!!

Today my family was looking at collars for me. Why can only little dogs look pretty? There's no collars for big puppies like me. I got tired of the color purple, though purple is my color. I wanted a plain pink collar, well, maybe my mom did...for me. All the the sizes were either sold out, and for my size, medium, there weren't many that we could afford. But I guess that's ok.
Anyway, when Heather tried to measure me, I bet she didn't expect me to just sit there and keep on staring out the window. But I did. I was so good. I can't believe she noticed that. - Not if she didn't though, maybe she didn't.

My brother always chews the squeakers out of the toys he gets with squeakers. He's a fan of eating plastic... or chewing. He rips out the stuffing, and so do I, but not that hard. Today I went under the couch. My owners said I looked soooo cute. I love it when I wag my stubby tail, it makes me feel good. Doggies like me deserve to have such a wonderful tail.

FOR THE FIRST TIME,


Zoey a.k.a., Zopers, Zopey-trope, Zopeys, Zope-a-rope, Cookie dough....

It's all about shiba's

Mom and Aunt Emily have been sudendly in love with baby Shiba Inu's. What's the big deal? They're just dogs, like me, but pointy ears, curly tails, and you get the point. Why can't they see that I'm just as special as them? I know they do, but why aren't they acting like it? Aunt Heather has really only been the one to understand when I get jealous. But she doesn't know when I do, and when I'm not, but I'm sure she can tell.

I have heard mom say that we might be moving, but she said there we would be our own private river. I'd really like a river, but I don't know what it is. Maybe it's food. I would sure like more food. It sounds fun there. She said it would be really big. But, I'm not sure exacty what big means. Can someone explain big to me? No, probabaly not.

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Vermont. I miss Vermont. We go there every years almost, and I get to pull dad up mountains. It's the only time I really get to go on hikes, maybe that's why I'm.. fluffy... pleasntly plump... it makes sense....yes...right.

I've been trying to eat my diet food, but it's just so hard. And someway it reminds me of people biting my ear, boy, is that the best. I just feel ood when my ear's been biten.