Age: 15 Years Sex: Female Weight: 1-10 lbs
|Home:Goldendale, WA ||[I have a diary!] |
Leave a bone for Scribbles
Scrib, Scribbies, and Miss Piggy
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January 12th 2001
Scribbles loves to be with me and can't stand to be without me.
Scribbles hates to be brushed, but it's a necessary evil with her long hair.
Scribbles loves her "Busy Bones" and will munch on a bone made for a big dog all day long.
Scribbles loves Peanut Butter..... even when I had to smother her hair with Peanut Butter to get a fly trap out.
Scribbles loves to walk around Manito Park where she can view the ducks, swans, and geese, and attempt to jump into the pond to get at them.
Scribbles's best tricks are to give kisses on command, speak, and roll over.
I wanted a Yorkshire Terrier for a very long time and my ex-boyfriend bought her for me for our 2nd year anniversary. She was 14 weeks old when I brought her home in a severe thunderstorm, and we made an instant connection as she huddled close to my heart. She's now 5 years old and I can't imagine my life without her.
Scribbles is very special to me because not only is she just a "pet", but she is my constant companion and I owe my life to her because if she wasn't in my life, due to my mental illness, I wouldn't be here. She is the one who has held me up when I was at my lowest.
Mmmmmm..... Peanut Butter.....
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May 18th 2006 9:11 am
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I have a bad Mama today. She thought that she was being nice and all by making me some special peanut butter buscuits from scratch. They were yummy, but then she decided to spoil me rotten.... yeah... rotten.... I'm feeling rotten right about now. Mama was cooking dinner and I was sitting there on the floor, outside the "KITCHEN" boundries and begged for food because I smelled BBBbbbAAAaaaCCCcccOOOoooNNNnnn!!!! She knows that bacon is my all time favorite!!!! And usually she gives me the bacon part, but this time, all I got was the excess fat off the bacon. I was jipped; plain and simple.
But now I'm feeling terrible. I have to run to the outside potty every half hour it seems because I got the "squirts". And my tummy is so full!!! I tried drinking some water to see if that would stay down, but I just keep throwing up uncooked bacon fat. What did I do to deserve this? And now I keep getting one bath after another. Well, at least my face. For some strange reason, Mama doesn't like the smell of my beard after I've tossed my cookies.... literally.
I got to give my Mama some credit though. She did try to make me feel better by giving me a 1/2 teaspoon of Pepto-Bismal...which tasted NnAaSsTtYy!!! She had to force it down my throat. But then she threatened me with Hydrogen Peroxide to make me throw up more! I'm doing a pretty good job on my own, if I do say so myself....and I do.
My Mama stayed up all night with me just so that she could let me out and that I wouldn't have an accident on the floor. She gave me some extra love, care, and attention. I sure do love my Mama.
Ut-oh, I guess I need to stop for now because I have a date with the grass and I'd better hurry or I might just end up having that accident on the floor.
Until next time Diary,
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