ANNOUNCING A NEW ARCH NEMISIS FOR ONE LITTLE MISS BPUI- ELANOR

?What the?

Now, I understand that we live in the woods and that there are certain things that go along with living in such an area. For instance, it was no surprise when Tucker got a stick lodged in his mouth the autumn before last and that I ended up covered in over 130 ticks last summer.
There are perks, of course. Like finding (and proceeding to play keep away with) turkey and deer legs. (I've caught wind of a legend that before I came to my furever family my big brother Tuckie came home with a half-rotted deer skull. Hmmmm.....)

So we've established the perks and pitfalls of woodland life. But a most recent development in our backyard is threatening to send me over the edge. He goes by the name of Frank. Frank the squirrel.

That dirty devil is bold as brass. I can handle (ok, barely) squirrels dancing around where the edge of the woods meets our backyard. That being said, I CANNOT stand for Frank the squirrel running along our back deck.

He taunts me, I tell you!

I've never seen sassy little thing, all scurrying and looking around all innocent-like, all the while knowing that we are just rolling on the floor with desperation! He pays no heed to our barks. He makes no motion to run like the scared little rodent he should be.

I tell you what, I try my hardest to be a doggie-pacifist but I think I've met my match. I've tried to self-medicate with a rawhide- a distraction- anything- but to no avail. Time for plan B.

My first movement is find a way to get around that door with the screen in it. I think I may have Tucker work on distracting the humans and then I'll just throw my little Thai body right through that thing. (Picked up some moves while watching Thai fighting on the mean streets of Bangkok. Watch yourself.) From there, a chase will ensue. The plan is to take Frank out and have my way with him. Not sure exactly what I'll do- the only neck I've ever broken was that of a stuffie at home- oh, and almost my own one day when Tucker was chasing me and I wasn't looking where I was going. But still.

Yep. That's about it. I'll keep you posted. I need to go stretch now so I don't pull anything while trying to pull this Frank hoist off.

Wagging with anticipation and waiting for the right moment...

Bpui

HUGE NEWS!! January 3, 2008

Wow. The world sure works in mysterious ways.

I just found out that I am going to be reunited with my biological brother, Rice, this summer! (My name used to be Apple. And my sister is Mango. See the trend?)

Anyway, this is a really big deal, 'cause I haven't seen that guy in two years. This is a really, really big deal as we were both born in Bangkok, Thailand, and now we both live in the States! That being said he lives all the way in NM, and I live all the way in MA!


Rice and his family are headed through here on their way to their summer home and they want to meet up. Righteous. I hear he's fast. Bet I'm faster. Can't wait!

April 11th, 2007 AGH! The Frustrating Life of a Little- Girl!

THAT'S IT.

This morning my human Lucas took Tucker out for a mountain bike ride- and LEFT ME AT HOME.

What is that nonsense? I love to run just as much as Tuckie does, and I never get in the way of the bikes either. What gives, huh? Well, I made it known to momma, for, let's see...about 40 minutes- that I was really, really unhappy about the whole situation. I simply had to make my displeasure known. Job completed. I think I really drove momma N-U-T-S this morn. Maybe now she'll nag Lucas to take me with him...you think?

I'll keep you posted.

Snicker, snicker.

Your pal Bpui

March 28th, 2007 P.S.

We dropped out of doggie school. I want to spend time there as much as I wish I had to poo in a litter box. Bah!

Wednesday, March 28th 2007 I AM RUGGED.

Ah, man. I had quite an eventful day yesterday. I got to go for a long walk by the river with my brother Tucker and momma. I saw lots of dogs which is good- this way I can work on my fear of other dogs. (Don't tell anyone about this.) It was great- I got to look at geese, a few swans, and a bunch of ducks.

Later that evening we took a little trip to grammie and grampie's house. They have a PBGV dog there- her name is Mellie. She's afraid of Tucker and I. Anyway, Mellie and I got into a fight over a rawhide. Grammie was so scared she went into the other room. Momma let us settle our differences as dogs do, but she stayed close by in case we needed help. I won.


I guess I got hurt in the fight- I didn't cry or anything, but momma says my eye is bloodshot with a little tiny piece gouged out. Yikes! It sounds pretty bad, but momma's watching for any signs of infection. None yet, paws crossed!

I don't mean to look so vicious- I am actually a welll-mannered girl. Promise. Just dont' mess with my rawhide.

Waggers,

Bpui

March 9, 2007 Oh, Geez.....

Ah, man. Momma and I started obedience class last night. I am sorry to say that it was not our best showing. I am really scared of dogs I don't know...and my cute little tail that is usually curled up on my back was tuck, tuck, tucked between my legs! Yikes! Those other dogs, even the little ones were FRIGHTENING! I did a lot of growling and made "wookie" noises as momma calls them. (I guess I sound a lot like Chewbacca.)
Anyway, another dog had the audacity to lunge at me- well, I tell ya, I snapped at him!! I nearly bit his nose. Ha! That'll show him!

At any rate, I did get really good at looking at momma's face. I paid really good attention! I even laid down and took a rest in class. We played a game called "come find me" too. I found my momma behind a big white sheet! Wicked cool!

Well, my friend Floyd just told me that we Tibetans are too smart for obedience. Yes! Wait until I go tell momma....

November 6, 2006 Hello, America!

Phew. I have been here in the United States since mid-July and what a wild ride it has been. I have LOTS to say (as always) but not much time at the present moment. I will be brief for now, but you can expect more later.

Things I have learned about America/stuff I have learned IN America:

1. Don't poo on the rug. It makes humans unhappy.

2. If you are going to poo on the rug, be sure to be a cute fuzzy puppy like me. It will ease the blow. Slightly.

3. It gets cold here. Dang!

4. When you have two brothers, your one job in life is to instigate. Say it with me: in-sti-gate.

5. Whining will NOT get you anywhere, but instead delay all forseeable progress.

6. Socks are not for doggie consumption, good as they may be.

7. Having your temperature taken is the pits.

8. Running through the woods off-lead feels great!

9. Mommas are good but grammies might be even better.

10. Wake the man human up when you have to tink. The lady human is a heavy sleeper.

11. If the man human won't wake up, stick your tongue in his mouth. That always gets him up. (Albeit in a bad mood.)

12. No matter what happens, you will always be loved. Life is good!