Age: 12 Years Sex: Female Weight: 1-10 lbs
|Home:Santa Cruz, CA ||[I have a diary!] |
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Shredding napkins, chasing empty diet coke bottles, playing soccer, Lots of Kisses, Fun-time with toys right before bed.
GiGi does not like when Mama uses the phone. Losing her toys under the couch. Going to the groomers.
Kleenex! Ping Pong Balls, squeaky soccer ball, dirty belly monkey toy, Big Puppy Stuffed animal, any mini beanie baby
Sour Cream, apples , chicken or turkey meat fresh from the deli.
Downtown Santa Cruz, downstairs to help do laundry
GiGi is bilingual since her papa is from Argentina. Sit, Shake, Lay Down, Spin
It was destiny! GiGi was already promised to someone else however her life was going to be lonely considering she would be left alone for several hours a day. The breeder realized we would be able to provide GiGi with a lot of time and love. I also am a therapist and will work to have GiGi aid in some children's therapy sessions in the future.
GiGi's eyes used to run and stain her face. My groomer suggested Wellness brand puppy food that is by-product and animal fat free. Since I changed her eyes have improved dramatically. Wow I sound like a commercial...
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|June 14th 2004
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January 2nd 2005 11:31 pm
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When Mama and Papa told me we were going back to grandma and grandpa's house I could hardly wait. I love showing my tricks and I have a few new ones I have been practicing. The carpet at their house is so soft and warm I can jump and spin without worrying about falling. The evening at grandma and grandpa's was unbelievable! There were tons of bright boxes to walk on and smell. A couple were for me ( I could smell through the paper). The best present was a brightly colored package that had all my old friends nursed back to health. I had been worried about their injuries (wrestling can be dangerous). Grandma took such good care of bunny frog, little monkey, and my old pal giraffe.
We had lots of good food and lots of play time. I was excited to meet my Uncle Ron and Aunt Muriel, her family and my fun cousin Kent. Shell was there too again (yippy :) One of my favorite parts was when grandpa was having popcorn and talking with papa. He was really interested in the conversation and didn't notice we were sharing the snacks. A piece for him a crumb for me.
I came home one tired little puppy and was ready for sweet dreams.
November 28th 2004 10:48 am
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Forgive me, but I must have my people translate and type my diary. My people will do the best they can to put into words the deep thoughts of a tiny toy poodle. The limited depth of people can sometimes get in the way, but we will do the best we can.
November 25, 2004---Thanksgiving
My first Thanksgiving...I could get used to having turkey all day. Wow! What a day. First we got to go to for a fun car ride to Grandma and Grandpa's house. I was a bit nervous at first because after seeing mom and pop pack a big bag I thought I would be dropped off somewhere like last time (more on that later). After pop convinced mom to let me loose a bit in the car I got to walk around and explore. I put pedestrians in their place with some sharp barking letting them know they were in our territory. While exploring I noticed that other apricot tiny toy poodle had followed me again!!! Somehow she was barking at me from this little box on the side of the car. Honestly! I do not know how she can find me wherever I go. I really get tired of her mocking my every move. One day I will surprise her and get over to the other side of that wall she hides in.
We finally we arrive and my goodness is everyone happy to see us. Shell was there and she couldn't wait to hold me. She introduced me to her good friend Jim. He really liked it when I could catch the ball. He can appreciate the complexities of athletic technique. We got to spend the afternoon playing and cuddling. Mom packed all my favorite toys including squeaky the soccer ball. For some reason everyone kept crowding around while I shook my paw for treats. If only they knew what I really could do for them for yummy snacks. Later as my people gathered around the very high table for their meal I made sure to scope out the hallway and the keep the kitties in their place under the door. After dinner one of those cats came into my area and if only Mom would've let me go I could have taught that creature a lesson. They always underestimate my strength. After having a bit more turkey we went into the other room to watch pictures of mom and pop on their "vacation" to a place called Bali. All I know is that they were gone a long time and I thought they would never come home from this "vacation". I don't like this Bali place very much.
Soon we headed back to the living room to play, but I felt like I was moving in slow motion. My eyelids began to droop and I got very very sleepy. When mom would prompt me to "shake" all I could muster was a "lay down." Mom and Pop could see the turkey had settled and it was time for bed. We loaded the car and I fell fast asleep on Mama's shoulder until she carried me into my bed. I am thankful for my family and my toys (especially my beloved soccer ball that mom forgot to pack. Oops!)
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