Goodie goodie!

I get to go on a long car trip to see my aunt Tami on friday. Mommy and sissy have a wedding to go to so I get to see my cousins Roxy and Scooter, an we get to stay until monday morning.

I hope it goes better than last time, I got in trouble for giving Roxy a fat lip.

But then again, Roxy got beat up by one of her cat cousins last month so maybe it's just that she's beat-up-able.

My grandaddy and grandmommy are going to be there too. My grandaddy really spoils me when I see him, so I'm holding our for extra treats.

Besides, when we go to aunt Tami's house, my mommy brings treats and toys for all the doggies, but of course I've gathered them all up into my own little treat pile within about 5 minutes. After all, my mommy brought them so they're mine, right?

And since Aunt Tami lives in the country with a big fenced yard, my mommy lets me go outside without a leash. She keeps a very close eye on me though.

And the best part? THE BIRD ISN"T GOING!

well, gotta go pack.. I'll keep you all posted on my mini-vacation.

THEY MOWED THE FIELD!

so my mommy took me out to the field behind the grocery store at 5:30 this morning as usual and SOMEBODY MOWED IT!

Bad, BAD, humans!

What about my privacy? There's all these delivery trucks hanging around and I don't want all these people watching my early morning poop!

how am I supposed to chase crickets through the thickets if there are no thickets to chase crikets through?
Honestly!

Oh, well, I still gotta poop so here it is, all you truck drivers waiting to get into the loading zone.

Geez, it's gonna take at least a month for the grass to get over my head again. How am I supposed to be a stealth puppy when I have no cover?

What a day!

What's that?

omd, omd, OMD! There's a fly in the house!

get it get it get it get it get it.. DANG!

If I can just jump a little higher... DARN!

Wait, there it is on the vertical blinds, if I can sneak up on it...closer, closer, closer, only 1 more inch...HEY! where'd it go?

OK, this means WAR!

come back here so I can eat you.. ok, I'll come to you, hold still, here I come...

OOPS, sorry mommy. I didn't mean to use you as a launching pad, but you know in times of war there's always collateral damage. the bruises should go away in a few days. I'll be sure to make it up to you by leaving a cookie in your bed.

THERE HE GOES! get it get it get it get it get it get it... boy, is he fast!

Jump, jump, jump, ok, now he's just toying with me..

There he is on the wall. OK, slowly...slowly, GOT HIM!

boy, that's a lot of work for a little bit of treat, but he was almost as much fun as the crickets in the field.

Boy am I pooped. Time for a nap, I'll leave a cookie for mommy later.

Crickets!

Oh, happy happy day. The crickets are back in the field behind the grocery store. I love hunting crickets, I sneak up and POUNCE!

My sissy took me to the field and I got to spend a whole hour playing with the crickets. It's good training, too! If i can catch a bunch of little tiny crickets, then maybe I have a shot at the evil squirrel creature in the tree outside!

My sissy also got a package of teeny-weenies at the store. I LOVE teeny-weenies! She fed me about 5! I'll even stand on my back legs for teeny-weenies!.

This was the best weekend ever

tag!

My good buddy, Tikka has taged me. It took a little while, Mommy didn't check our mail...

RULES OF THE GAME: (copy and paste)

Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged, need to post in their diary the rules and their 7 pawsome facts. Then choose some dogs to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to bark them a pmail that they have been tagged and to read your diary, or, send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged!

Some facts about me...

1. I am a stealth puppy, I can sneak just about anywhere silently and if no one is looking, pow! It's all mine.

2. I can speak people talk. I can say mommy, now, no, and I wannit. i can speak cat, too! my sissy thinks it's funny when I say meow.

3. I can spell, too. I know w-a-l-k, c-a-r, s-t-o-r-e, and o-u-t.

4. My chow chow side means that I am not as aloof as a normal Shiba, I love to cuddle with my mommy.

5. I am a great snake hunter, mommy lets me hunt snakes because there aren't any poisonous ones in my area.

6. I love to go to the field behind the grocery store, where the grass is very tall, and pounce on crickets. It's lots of fun!

7. We have an evil bird at my house who's always trying to get me into trouble. He bites my tail when I get too close to his cage, and flies right over my head, so I am obligated to try to catch him.

Ok so that's my pawsome facts. Now it's time to choose, who will it be?

How About
Aya
Phog allen
Boomer

And
Toshiba!

happy (re)birthday to me

It's my rebirthday this weekend! I'm so happy to have my forever mommy and sissy and now I get to celebrate being at home for 1 year! maybe mommy will give me something really cool to eat.

Today is also the last day of sissy's school. now I get to have sissy home with me, at least more often. She's almost 15 now (boy is that a lot of dog years) and so she goes to hang with her friends sometimes. but I'll have her all to myself in the mornings cuz she likes to sleep in.

I kind of got in a little trouble this week though. Mommy left an open package of people cookies out and I took a couple. Mommy wasn't very happy with that but she laughed and laughed when she found that i had replaced her cookies with a piece of one of my cookies in the package in exchange for a few of hers. I just left half of a cookie though, my cookies are way bigger than mommy's Oreo's. I really like the squishy middles of them.

Mommy says I'm not supposed to eat the oreo's cuz they have chocolate in them and chocolate isn't good for doggies, but they're just so yummy. and mommy did leave them out, so what's a self-respecting Shiba to do?

Mommy says we get to go to the car wash this weekend. I guess the car needs a bath. As long as it's not me getting the bath, I'm ok with it.

Almost

So we have this evil bird thingie, he's a cockatiel named Artemis J Fowl, Duke of Dorkshire. (we just call him dork). He likes to fly over my head so I get into trouble when I try to catch him.

But last night my sissy brought the bad ol' bird out to the living room to be even more of a pest. He kept going and sitting at the back of my mommy's chair and I was not happy about that, let me tell you! That's MY mommy. My sissy is YOUR mommy. (does that mean I'm the bird's auntie and can discipline him? probably not).

Any the bird went back to his little bird crate, and was hanging off the side of it, and my mommy and sissy were watching the TV box. Boring! I got all quite and laid on the floor, then went into stealth puppy mode and got whithin inches of tasting the little feathered Houres d'oevre when my mommy spotted me and yelled out. Just about scared me to death. couldn't she see I was conentrating on prey?

Well, the bird went back into sissy's room behind a closed door so maybe next time...

dull, dull, dull

Boy what a boring weekend. Usually on the weekends my mommy and sissy let me ride in the car, and then they go in a store and I get to bark at everyone who walks by. THIS IS MY MOMMY'S CAR!!!

But this weekend mommy said it was too hot for me to go in the car, and that a redhead with a pink nose like me could get sunburned if we stayed outside for too long so I only got 2 walks a day, one early in the morning and one later in the evening.

I really wanted to go for a ride in the car, though. I kept heading for the car but my mommy kept saying no, it wouldn't be good for me. She told me about a mommy and daddy who made their human puppies stay in the locked car with the windows up, and even though it was only 85 degrees at the time, the inside of the care got to 140 and human puppies got really really sick and had to go to the people vet. the human puppies got a new home and the mommy and daddy had to go into a cage. The human puppies are ok but mommy was worried about them for a while.

So I guess that it's ok that we didn't go in the car, but I retaliated by sleeping right in front of the air conditioner all weekend. That's how I got my new nickname, MOVE, DANGIT!

I haven't been too bad other than that. My sissy was watching a DVD called dream girls and they were singing and singing. I sang along through the wole movie, my sissy got a little frustrated cause she said she could only hear me and not the people singers. She says that when american Idol is on, too. I liked to sing along with Jordan and Melinda but I didn't like Blake very much, he's hard to sing with.

It's kind of cloudy today, maybe mommy will let me ride in the car today.

New dog in the neighborhood

I just found out about this website from my good friend, Tikka the Shiba Inu. But now Tikka is going to find out my little secret, i'm only half Shiba Inu, the other half is Chow Chow. I've been posing as a full shiba inu on the bad dog chronicles because that's my naughty side. I hope Tikka still likes me.

I came to my new mommy from a shelter on the Oregon coast, I don't remember very clearly but I think I got lost when my old family were on vacation or something. Mommy took me to live in the burbs outside of Portland and I love being a city dog. There's lots of stuff to sniff and plenty of small critters to try to hunt. I love riding in the car, but I get used to get very nervous when mommy drives to the country. I'm still a little afraid that I might get lost again, but I don't cry as much as I used to.

The nice people at the shelter said I was about 4 years old, but they weren't sure. I got my forever mommy last summer, so mommy says on June 17th we'll celebrate my 5th birthday.

I've had a very good week at being a naughty dog, I've chased the neighborhood squirrel twice, almost got him this morning, and I ate a big hole in my teenage human sissy's very best jeans. They looked a little warm, and since the temp got up to 90 yesterday, I figured she could use a little cooling off.

When we took out early morning walk today, I saw a human male with gray hair and and thought it was my hu-grandaddy so I went running towards him and nearly took my mommy'se arm off. She had to remind me to mind my manners and not try to chase old people. That's ok, it wasn't grandpa after all.