Nightly Routine

I have a night snuggle place up -against Dad's warm back, under the quilt. I stick my head out of my nest and prop it on a pillow. Mom watches TV, or falls asleep cuddling Mo. I watch until the Sister comes to collect Mo and take him to her room.The Sister smiles at Mo tenderly and lifts him from his spot beside Mom. She carries him to her room and shuts the door.

I sigh in contented relief and tuck my head back under the quilt.

He's Got Legs

After spending exactly one year growing out a bad haircut, Mom got scissor-happy all of the sudden last week. The groomer had left my hair long, and just trimmed around you-know-where, and my feet. But Mom was not so accommodating. I am now devoid of my long coat. The family keeps staring at my legs- they had been out of sight under my long hair for a long time.

My Saturday

I never have to whine to get my people to share snacks with me. Usually all I have to do is to fix my gaze upon them while they are eating, and magically they offer up a bite. Saturday, Mom was having something green and crunchy, and I sat next to her on the couch with my paw on her leg. After a few minutes passed with no nibble for me, I gently applied presure with my paw- just a tiny nudge. She looked at me and grinned, but I got nothing. A few more moments passed, and I gave her the paw pressure again. She laughed and got up to get me a jerky treat, saying she wasn't sure dogs should eat celery.

My Apologies

Mom sometimes forgets this is my diary, not hers.

I Get Nervous

When Mom starts packing up the Christmas decor, I am afraid. Does it means she will be leaving.? She tries to reassure me, but I am unconvinced. Boxes are as scary as suitcases, if you ask me.

She has everything all boxed up, but she's determined to fix the lighted garland before she hauls it upstairs to the store closet. The garland went dark a few days before Christmas, but there wasn't time then to fix it. Something tells me those boxes aren't going upstairs anytime soon. I wish they would go.

First Entry of 2008

Happy New Year fellow dogsters! Our new year started inauspiciously- we were bathed.

We spent part of the day in Mom's lap watching the Rose Parade, and then holiday movies. Mom never tires of holiday movies, no matter how sappy or lame they may be. We napped while she took down the garland, stockings and tree ornaments.

This morning school was to re-start, but thanks to a light coating of snow and ice, we had an extra day with the RedHead. Mom went to work, and left her
electric blanket on low for us so we'd have a cozy place to snuggle. It was cold all day today.

Blessings and Sadness

Christmas was such a mixed bag for my people. On Sunday, they got word that next summer will herald the arrival of 3 new babies to the family! One nephew will welcome a new addition, and one niece will welcome twins. The family was wild with delight and joy.

Then, Christmas Day, a beloved cousin lost his battle with heart disease. So he went Home for Christmas.

It was a bittersweet holiday.

Ho Ho Ho

I am not sure about all this Christmas hoopla. Usually
when Mom sits, I can count on an invitation into her
lap. Lately, she's been wrapping up gifts and while
she will pick me up when I ask, she's so squirmy,
always reaching for stuff- it's not conducive to
napping.

Canine Report

Dad is home this week- oh happy day. How I love having
my family around all day.

I got my first haircut in a year last week. Last
December I got butchered so badly by a rogue groomer
that it took an entire year for Mom to get the nerve
to try it again. This time the owner of the groomer
place did me, and I must say, I look divine. Mom will
post pics soon.

My fam went to eat at Emma and Allie's Sunday night,
and did they take us? No. I wanted to go. Sigh.

My Day

We went to the vet today. I was due for a bordetella. I also had my nails clipped.

When we got home, Mom stayed with us to be sure we were okay after the injections. We had a lovely nap in her lap.

Mom put a tree up in the Sister's room tonight. After she put it up, the carpet machine came out. I hate that part.

Today the local bank was robbed, it was Grandmother's birthday, and the one year anniversary of Tala's disappearance. Tala was out cousin's huskie. Tala, where ever you are, you are loved and remembered and so missed.