May 30th 2007 6:41 am
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Yes diary, as I've told you before my mother is something out of this world.
She has been reading lately that we Poms are prompt to get a "collapsed trachea", which I didn't know what it was until she explained to me. This is supposed to be a medical problem where you can no longer breath well, start coughing and may even choke if the doggie doctor doesn't give you something to try to fix you. Well, you may ask yourself: what does this have to do with wearing something new?, ok, I'm gonna tell you right now.
Ever since I came into my mom's life I've weared a beautiful blue (I'm a boy) collar which had my id and permits tags properly attached to it, you know diary, I get pretty excited when my mother takes me for a walk, and sometimes, only sometimes, I pull, and pull, and pull until I start coughing a little. Yes, you're right; this was enough to turn my Mum into that overprotective monster mom I know so well. "We have to do something with all that pulling Brandy or you're going to choke", she said one day, and then at that very moment I knew something was coming at me.
She went out one morning and returned, as usual, with some more toys for her precious baby (me, of course), some more chewing treats, (also for me) and she also brought a black new leash with a black strange thing (later on I learned that it's called a harness) supposedly to be also for this little guy. What the h.... is that thing mother? But wait a minute, are you saying I'm gonna wear it from now on? Will it hurt? yes, I know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me, but it looks so strange, though it seems kind of familiar in some way. Oh yes, I remember seen it before in some TV doggie fashion shows. Well it may not be so bad after all, let's give it a try, but I don't guarantee you that I'm gonna like it, I a kinda like the conventional collar fashion, it's looks are much more elegant you know. Anyway, we'll see.
Bark to you soon,
May 28th 2007 5:27 pm
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Some weekend we had diary, let me tell you before I start my story that I saw that cute “foxie” girl again this morning, she sure is pawesome, she was walking her human right across the street and I would swear that she winked at me, ahhhh, she's so sweet.
But now let's talk about today, you know I've talked to you about my human cousins, they are all so nice to me but you know my preferred one is Alex (Alexandra). Well, they came today and stayed for a very long time so I had plenty of time for playing with the girls. We started running around the house, back and forth, back and forth from the bedroom to the family room, where the grown up humans were sitting and chatting, Alex kept calling me and, of course, I kept running to her, and after her. She called Braaaandyyy.... and I ran, ran and ran.....then I chased her....hey!, Alex, wait for meeee!!!! Oh boy we are having so much fun...but wait a minute...I think I gotta go.... ok, here she comes again! hey girl don't leave me, wait (run, run, run) "I gotta go", not now please, I have to play, but...I really GOTTA GO... and then, suddenly it happened!
I had an accident right there in the family room, in front of my family. I was SO embarrassed, my Mum was looking so confused and mad, I thought I was going to be punished for such a terrible behavior; I'm so sorry Mommy, you know it will never, ever happen again, it was an accident, it was that I was having so much fun I didn’t want to waste any time going out to do it.
Yes, I know I’m almost a grown up pom now, what would all my friends say if they found out this happened? Please diary, don’t tell anyone, pleeeease.
I’m so ashamed , I could even bite myself, grrrrrrrr, grrrrrr.
I really hope everyone forgives me.
Love you diary, I’ll bark again soon.
May 25th 2007 7:34 am
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Know what diary? Since I spend so much time alone, just guarding our home while my Mum is at work (just between you and me, that would be like half an hour, the rest of the day is nap time) I was thinking on how can we little pups make ourselves useful to the rest of the world. Any ideas?..... Some feed back from you would be useful, ok…?
Common now, don’t you just keep staring at me as if I’ve said something foolish. I would like to do things that could benefit other doggies or even other humans, not just eat, sleep, play and keep my mommy company. It’s only that I would like to feel that I’m here in life with a purpose…..Yes I know, those I mentioned are very important tasks, specially when it comes to keeping my mother from feeling lonely, staying besides her whenever she’s sad, worried or scared, giving her all my love, my support, and getting her to laugh with all my clowning acts……..but wait a minute, now I see it!..... and it’s quite clear to me now…
That’s the best job anyone can have, the most important task in this world: making your Mother happy!, I'm the most important and useful living creature in this world.....
Now I know, yeap, I’m in this world because God sent me to fill my mother’s heart…and I need nothing more.
May 24th 2007 4:11 pm
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You came into my life unexpectedly,
I guess He Knew I needed you.
I've said to my self never to have another pup,
I still missed my previous love.
But after you got into my arms the magic was there
and I knew we were never to part.
You got into my heart and now it's full with your love.
Bless you forever,
This is a special Tail of Devotion
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May 24th 2007 6:51 am
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Ok now, Here are the rules (Hint: Copy and paste the rules so you don't have to type them again):
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged, need to post in their Diary the rules & their 7 pawsome facts. Then choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to bark them a p-mail that they have been tagged and to read your Diary, or, send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged!
1. I love to be on Mommy's bed.
2. I love being around people.
3. I don't like motorcycles.
4. I love my Mom's buttered toasts at breakfaast.
5. I really enjoy walking the neighborhood.
6. I was given as a gift to my mother.
7. I've beautiful furrrrr!
I tagged Cosmo Enyce Politan, Killer, Girlie, Toffee, Sophie,Demon Flash Nicolas (Esperanza tagged me).
Brandy III (The Great)
May 22nd 2007 1:34 pm
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Hello Diary, this may sound strange to you but my mother just asked me if she could post an article one of her friends had just sent to her. Well, being my mom I suppose there's nothing wrong with her writting on you, if you don't mind. So, here it is what she wrote:
"This came to me through an e-mail a friend sent, but I'll have to apologize to the author of the article, because I don't know the name, the source was provided at Yahoo/Pets by PETCENTRIC . Anyway I found it to be so truthful I wanted to share it with you. This is it, hope you like it:"
----------We feel tremendous love for our dogs, and our dogs sure seem to love us. But is a dog really capable of emotions? Or are we just projecting our feelings onto our dogs?
Scientists avoid the subject because part of what sets humans apart from the animals is our ability to experience feelings. To say that animals actually have feelings, in the same way we do, would change everything – perhaps disrupt our entire position and standing in the animal kingdom. However, any dog owner knows that dogs love completely and have a greater capacity for love than most people. If one were to describe the main characteristics of a dog, they would have to be:
1. strong affection
2. warm attachment
3. unselfish loyalty and benevolent concern for others
Wait a minute – those are the Merriam-Webster Dictionary definitions of love. Probably why the author of Dogs Never Lie About Love, Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson writes, “dogs are love.”
So there isn’t a question of whether dogs love, the mystery is how they have such an enormous capacity for it.
Dogs who are neglected or abused still show love for their human and wag their tails in hope of a little affection. Dogs taken from abusive situations hold no grudges toward the human race. A half an ounce of kindness from a new person results in an abundance of affection from the formerly mistreated dog. Humans rarely have the capacity to so completely forgive and love under those circumstances.
Probably the biggest reason the dog has become man’s best friend is because we know that when it comes to love, a dog can always outdo us. The highest form of love, agape love, which is completely unconditional, is something that people often have to work at or grow into. Agape love seems to come naturally between parent and child, but it’s more difficult between husband and wife, and harder still between friends. To love someone regardless of what wrongs they have done you is very difficult for humans.
A dog, however, is born with an endless capacity for agape love, and doesn’t even have to work at it. You can be a complete grouch, ignore your dog, and refuse him your love. When you decide you’re ready to be sociable again, your dog doesn’t pay you back by ignoring you too. He’s just happy you’re there. More amazing still, is that the love that dogs and owners feel for each other lasts a lifetime. This is the ideal love humans strive for, but often fail at.
As Jeffrey Moussaieff Masson so beautifully writes in Dogs Never Lie About Love, “Learning to know somebody intimately is often the beginnings of dislike, sometimes even of contempt. Among humans, love often does not survive a growing acquaintance, but in a dog, love seems to grow with acquaintance, to get stronger, deeper. Even when fully acquainted with all our weaknesses, our treachery, our unkindness, the dog seems to love strongly – and this love is returned by most dog-loving humans. We, too, seem to love our dogs the more we get to know them. The bond grows between us and our dogs.”
This is why we need dogs. They do something for us that rarely a human companion can do. No matter how much you mess up your life, or how much wrong you do, no matter how many mistakes you make or how often you make them, regardless of your looks, income or social standing, your dog never judges you. He always thinks you are wonderful and loves you with all his heart.-------------
Ok, Mom thank your friend for sharing this with us.
May 21st 2007 7:15 am
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Good Morning diary. I've just started the week and I'm already chasing my tail.
I usually don't like Mondays cuz it means my Mom will have to go back to work and I will have to stay home by myself, which is kind of boring you know. But...., something happened this morning that made my day bright, even though it's cloudy, I can see that sun shinning bright. Wonder why?, well, let me tell you that we went for a walk as usual, I was pretty busy trying to pick up everything I could from the ground, we went into several squirrels ( they are so annoying, they stare at me as if they were the owners of the neighborhood) clowning as usual, we also ran into some lizards, running from side to side as if they were crossing a highway; we even saw some bluebirds and two wild parrots that are nesting in a near by palm tree (those are cute red and green), but the most important, the very best thing was when we ran into that foxie girl I told you about a few days ago.
She is so "gorgeous" (I learned that word from Steve), she is so cute and feminine, I got so nervous that I couldn't help but start jumping and showing my anxiousness...then it happened she saw me and was coming MY WAY! Oh mother, please, let me loose I don't want her to see me leashed as if I was a baby. Here she comes, wao! she....she...she's going to ....oh God, she's just sniffed me!....
………and kept walking straight ahead without even looking back. My ears dropped down, and my tail went slowly down, my poor furry heart was aching.
What do you think diary? she likes me or she was just being polite? Will I ever see her again? My mother said that I was so anxious to meet her that I scared her, that I should stay calm and assertive (again?...) and show her that I was a mature young dog with good intentions.
Don't know, maybe next time (if there is a next time) I'll try not to show so much interest, I'll prove her that I'm a "good dog", well mannered and socialized guy, then maybe she'll pay more attention to me. Anyway, it doesn’t matter, I’m so happy that she sniffed me. Ain’t that cool?
May 18th 2007 12:33 pm
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You know diary, I really enjoy sleeping on my mom's bed, even though I have three beds of my own (one in the bedroom, one in the living room and one in the dining room....this was my mother's idea, ok?), and I always sleep in my own bed or in my cozy little crate at night, but....like most of us pommies, I loooove getting into bed with my mother.
Since my mom can't resist my "I'm so sad and I need to be hugged" puppy face, she usually picks me up (I don't know how to jump into bed by myself), and lets me cuddle by her side for a while before she goes to sleep, I usually make myself comfortable beside her, and I even give her some little pommie kisses, or nip at her fingers as she tries to get me to sleep, but what I really enjoy the most is: hiding under the bedspread. I like to got under my mother's bedspread or comforter and pretend I'm hiding in my own private cave, just like my ancestors the wolves used to do, but my mom doesn't like me to do it, she's always telling me I may fall from the bed and hurt myself. Anyway I really like doing this and I practice my hiding act if possible every night. Well, last night was not different, I played a little with my mom and after this I waited till she was not looking at me, so I went into my dark, comfi, bedspread cave....Oh God, I was feeling so good, nothing in the world could harm me there, I could pretend I was in the woods, no hunters could reach me there,...it felt like I was in dogs heaven....but nothing good lasts for long.....Suddenly: Baaang!!!!....I went right to the floor. Ouuuuuchh! "It's ok Mom, I didn't hurt myself", "don't worry, I'm fine (liar!...) ", yes, I know you've told me I would fall, I'm sorry, but it felt so good pretending to be a wolf. It won't happen again, I promise". --Poor mommy she worries so much--, but just between you and me, it still hurts.
What? yes, of course I'll hide under the bedspread again, but I'll wait a few days until I grow up to be a big guy. But for now, let me tell you this, it sure hurts to fall from the clouds, but It's grrrrreat to keep on dreaming.
Arrrf (tail wagging),
May 17th 2007 6:30 pm
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Oh Gosh, dear diary, I'm so happy for my friend, he just got a new baby sister.
This friend of mine is a husky, a great dog he is, a lead dog in fact, he's big and handsome, I really admire him, and kind of envy him because his human mom has got him a little sister to keep him company.
He said she tries to take his toys away, which is natural for a little kid to do, babies are so funny, they think they own everything, but it's fun having them around cuz they are always willing to play. I know my mom can't bring me a little sis or brother because she works a lot and has not enough time to take care for another furry baby, besides I would have to share my mother's lap with someone else, and that would be terrible... I would also have to share my morning treats, my mommy's breakfast buttered toasts, probably would have to share my bed and my mother's love! Oh no!...., I think Ive just changed my mind and I no longer want another dog at home! Mom don't you ever think about bringing other dogs home! What you say diary? Who me? you really think I'm overacting? ....well...., maybe you're right, maybe it could be nice to be the big brother and have someone to play with when mom's not home. I think that I would probably enjoy having other little paws running around and stealing, no I mean borrowing my toys, as long as I keep on being "mommy's little baby" forever. Yes, I would probably, just probably, like to have someone to play with.
Yawn, yawn....I think I better go to bed now.
May 16th 2007 8:12 am
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Good morning diary, haven't been barking later cuz not much has been happening. This morning I coulnd't even take my early walk, it was raining and I only went outside to do my business, but we had to go back inside fast before we got all wet ( I wouldn't mind getting wet, but my mother was all dressed up for work). My mom said it was a good thing that rain, because it had not rain in a few months and all her flowers are almost dead, tree leaves are falling because the trees are thirsty. I didn't know that water was so important for us living things, but now, that I think about it twice, I'm sure I couldn't live without water, I would probably dry up like mommy's flowers, or maybe my leaves, errr, I mean fur would start falling off. Mmmm, it's good that it rains eventhough it might interfere (big word for a doggie, ah?) with my daily walks thru the neigborhood. Thank You God for the Rain.
Sniff, snifff,..... I gotta go! I think I smell my mother's breakfast and I looove her buttered toasts.
Will bark soon.
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