A New Sibling?

Mom's been talking about adopting a new dog for over a year now and I'm getting the feeling that it's actually going to happen any week now. She's been scouring the available dogs page at her group Florida Boxer Rescue and just has to pick a boy Boxer that likes small dogs like me, and cats because we have one of those too.

My brother Samson is 10 years old and doesn't want to play with me very often. Since dropping four pounds, I've developed tons of spunk and energy and want to play, play, play. Mom says getting a young Boxer will be good for the whole family (although I'm not convinced I like the idea because that might mean less me-and-mommy time). My mom said she'll love us all the same and it will be fun to have a new dog around.

So maybe by the next time I write in my diary, I'll have a new furbro to tell you all about.

~Kiki

I'm on a Diet!

Well, it appears as though mom and dad have been naughty as they have been over feeding me. I went in for a check up and my vet told my mom that I have to lose some weight - I was 24 pounds and he wants me down to 16 or 17 at the most. So, my food has been scaled back, and I'm given lots of green beans and mom had to cut out some of my supplements and lots of my treats. This stinks, because I LOVE FOOD!!!!!!!!!

Not only am I on a diet, but I have been battling an E Coli infection after trying to eat another dog's poop on one of my walks. Mom caught me, but it was too late - I already chomped away on it. Mom is angry with a lot of her neighbors who NEVER pick up after their dogs. I've been sick for over a month and am trying to get better. I hope to be over this soon and also can't wait to lose all the weight I need to. I already look a lot better and weigh 21 pounds. Mom walks me five times a day and we go much farther than we used to, to help speed up my weight loss.

I hope 2008 gets better for me...

Saturday Night Adventure

This past Saturday night (March 17, 2007), mom arranged for my family (even Grandma & Grandpa B.) to go to the mall to get our pictures taken by a professional photographer. The ride over in the car was exciting enough for me, but then...THEN...we got to actually walk into the mall (on leashes of course)! It was eight o'clock at night, but there were still a lot of people milling around and many of them did double-takes as my big (and I mean BIG) brother Samson and I walked around on our way to the photo studio.

Once there, we were all put in a room. The photographer pet me and told me I was cute (um, duh) and started taking pictures of my skin kid brother. Then, Sammy and I got in some pictures with our humans and then we took a bunch just of us dogs! My mom's favorite one is posted in my bio and she's going to add another cute one of me and my skin brother soon. I was kind of shaky and nervous but my mom gave the photographer a bunch of treats to give me during the shoot, so somehow I coped.

I heard mom say this was going to be an annual thing, so I guess we won't be going to that big building again until next year (and that's fine with me).

~Kiki

Go Kiki...it's your birthday! We're gonna party... 'cause- it's your birthday!

It's finally here...my birthday! Yeah! I'm a big girl now...two years old! Wanna know how I started off the big day? By leaving a pile of poop on my mom and dad's white bathroom rug! Score! Mom says it's my dad's fault, because last night he didn't make sure I peed AND pooped before bedtime. What's a girl supposed to do in the middle of the night if she has to go? Bark? Nudge dad's arm? Scratch at the door? Heck no! Just quietly jump down off the bed, sneak into a dark bathroom, do your business, then drag two of dad's dress socks from the dirty clothes hamper over to the steaming pile and try to cover up the mess! Uh, DUH!!!!!!

Anyway, I already walked and had my delicious breakfast with extra fruit and cottage cheese because IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY...and the best part? School is cancelled for my skin kid due to inclement weather (whatever that means) so I get to snuggle in bed and play with him all day and don't even have to wait until 3 o'clock to see him!

Well, gotta run. Let KIKI's birthday begin!!

~Kiki

It's my pre- birthday, birthday!

Daddy has to leave tomorrow morning on a flight bright and early ( I'm a princess and don't "do" early morning greetings or good-byes) so I got some birthday presents tonight, before my official big day tomorrow February 1st!

Mom bought me a pretty new sweater (she says it's pretty, I hate sweaters and can hoodini out of one in about three seconds). Anyway, I got a beenie baby stuffed bone with cute little red hearts on it, a big bag of organic chicken chews and a FATCAT Wham - A - Ham frisbee! Woohoo!

I love turning two years old if it means I get pugrific presents!

Happy Birthday to meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!

~Kiki

Holidays '06

My family is approaching the one year anniversary of the deaths of a child and family Boxer dog. Even though I never got to meet either one of them, my mom and dad tell me about them often. It is a very sad time for my humans, but they keep telling me every single day, that they love me and are grateful for my companionship. I am so happy to be a part of this family (even with a cat).

~Kiki

Ch-ch-ch-changes....

We've got a new house in a new city and a new pet - a cat! At first I was a little confused and didn't feel much like eating, but it's been two weeks since that looooooong car ride and I'm feeling much better now. My allergies seem to be better here in North Carolina too! Check out my new pictures with my old geezer brother Samson and visit my new cat brother's page! His name is Jerry and I like him because he plays with me sometimes!

Gotta run!

~Kiki

News! News! I have news! Some is good and some...not so good

Wow- my new family sure is exciting! There's never a dull moment at my house. First, my brother Samson and I spent a long weekend at Tailwaggers (our doggy daycare) because mom and dad had to fly to North Carolina to find us a house. We finally got an offer on ours in Wisconsin, so mom says now we can leave - WOOHOO! Anyway, mom and dad picked us up at Tailwaggers on Monday morning and told us all about our new house in Cary, NC. I like the part about having a nice yard to run and play in. Yipee!

However, after the good news, mom and dad dropped a bomb on me and Sammy. Apparently, they find it necessary to take in a cat that will soon be homeless. This cat's name is Jerry and he was originally found stray on the streets in Ft. Lauderdale. My grandma and grandpa fed him and brought him to Wisconsin when they moved here a few years ago. But now they are retiring to a highrise condo on the beach back in Florida and Jerry would not be safe there. So my mom volunteered to have Jerry come and join our family permanently. I'm not too sure how I feel about this. I've met him briefly before, and if I'm going to be quite honest, he's kind of boring. He just walks around behind me, trying to sniff my butt. And what's with the long tail? Anyway, mom promises that it will all be okay and we'll all enjoy living somewhere warmer together.

The last bit of news is about allergies. And boy, do I seem to have them....BAD. A few weeks ago, I had a horrible red and raw rash on my belly and mom promptly brought me to my vet. I got antibiotics and a steroid shot and the rash went away in like, a day! But on Monday, when mommy picked me up from Tailwaggers, I greeted her with runny nose and eyes, crusty and scabby facial folds and paws that had been chewed on furiously. Mom brought me right back to the vet where I had to sit patiently while my mom and Dr. Rossebo talked in detail about what to do. I got another shot and antibiotics and we are hoping my allergies are just seasonal. If not, I overheard I'm going to have to undergo some allergy testing and I might have to get shots on a regular basis! Ouch!

Anyway, thanks for reading my diary update (if you made it all the way through)!! Gotta go help my mom pack up some boxes now a.k.a. stick my head into everything and generally become a nuisance, but a very adorable and irresistable nuisance at that! ;- )

~Keekers

Talkin' 'bout the Car Wash...

Mom found out something new about me recently:

I HATE going through the car wash. Hate it, hate it, hate it. Mom thought she'd multi-task on Sunday, and while I was along for the ride on some other errands, she figured she'd zoom on in and get our car washed. But oh, I wish she hadn't! The loud noises and those wiper blade thingies moving back and forth across the windshield...sooooooooooooo scary. I dug my nails into her shoulders and tried to hide my head in her shirt. Mom felt so bad, she would have driven out of the car wash right in the middle of it, if she could have! I felt much better when it was over and she pulled out, back into the sunshine outside. I stopped shaking right away and she took me home and gave me an extra special doggie treat with lots of hugs and kisses to make up for it.

On second thought, maybe an occasional car wash isn't such a bad thing.

Later,
~Keekers

Wow! I'm the featured dog on For The Love of Pug!

Thank you to the administrators on the For The Love of Pug list for featuring me and my brother Samson today! How exciting!

I might as well take the opportunity to give you an update too!

Mom and Dad said we were moving a couple months ago, but we still haven't sold our house yet. Hopefully we will make it to North Carolina before school starts for my skin kid brother. I'm looking forward to enjoying a fenced in yard for playtime!

Mom, Dad, and Mike brought me to the vet today because they noticed a red patch of skin under my armpit and on my belly near my leg. I put up with an exam and then got a shot of steroids (whatever that is) and some anti-biotics to take home. The Dr. thinks I am having an allergic reaction to the tall grass and weeds and flowers that are in the field we walk in for potty time. Mom feels bad now and will only walk me on regular grass. I gave her a bunch of extra kisses because I want her to know it's not her fault.

My brother Sammy and I have been playing a lot in Grandma and Grandpa's fenced yard. Mom and Dad even took movies of us playing football with our skinkid. They are pretty funny. Mom's thinking about uploading the video to her account at YouTube.

Well, that's about it from here. I hope all the humans out there have a safe 4th of July and that none of my canine friends get spooked this holiday from the fireworks. My mom knows how common it is for dogs to get scared and bolt out of open front doors or yards when they hear the firecrackers so PLEASE keep your pets indoors to prevent the potential loss of your pets!