Happy New Year 2012!

Happy New Year to all of my Pup Pals!
Mom asked me what I thought I should have for my New Year's Resolutions, and this is what I came up with:

1.) I should get onto the computer more often so I can write in my blog and to my Pup Pals.

2.) I should stop begging for food. (Mom made me write this.)

3.) I should "eliminate" when Uncle Jim takes me outside. (Mom said I'm "the only dog in the world that is 'anal retentive'" whatever that means.)

4.) I should stop "rearranging the rugs" when Mom is not home.

5.) I should stop picking the trash can looking for used snot rags. (Mom made me write this as well.)

6.) I should make a better effort to "aim" in the Pooch Potty box. (Again, Mom made me write this!)

7.) I should stop scratching, licking and gnawing myself to bleed when I have a "little itch."

8.) I should stop hogging up Lexi's space when Uncle Eric takes me over to their place.

9.) I will stop digging a hole in my living room bed. (Now that Mom replaced the center piece foam.)

10.) I will remember my user name and password so that I can get back on line to blog about the dumb stuff that Mom does and to be able to give zealies to my Pup Pals all year long.

On a better note, a few days ago Mom had a small party here and all of my favorites uncles came over. Uncle Beto, Uncle Pierre, Uncle Carlos, Uncle Ralph & Auntie Liz(without their giant Dali - who used to be a pain in the tail when she was a puppy) and a new uncle - Uncle Jose.
Mom said that Uncle Jose used to come over a lot when he was a teenager and he knew my sister, Sasha, who is now at Rainbow Bridge. Uncle Beto also knew Sasha. Uncle Jose was fun, he would give me a lot of treats if I did what he wanted me to do. So I had to sit, shake - one paw at a time, speak, catch, lie down, go get it, and take the treat out of Mom's mouth "like a lady." I got tired of having to do the same things over and over for Uncle Jose, so I just started "speaking" to him to give me my treats. Mom told Uncle Jose that I had him wrapped around my little finger. Silly Mom, she knows that I use my little fingers to type on the computer, and I don't wrap them around people, specially to get yummy treats from.
That day, Uncle Ralph gave Uncle Jose a new violin, so Mom said that he'll be back to play. I know this means with me, but Mom insists that he'll be back to play the violin. Whatever Mom...
Either way, Mom and I are looking forward to another bar-b-que with all of my Uncles so they can play their string quartets or quintets and I can get more treats from them! Hehehe!

7-16-2011 Tomorrow is Auntie Linda's Birthday

Mom says that tomorrow, July 17 is Auntie Linda's Birthday. Happy Birthday Auntie Linda! Mom says you're going to be 49. If I were to do the math on that, I'd be dead, now that's old!
It's been hot this past week. Mom says because the apartment complex chopped all of the trees, we have no shade on the roof which is why it's so hot inside. Mom comes home from work and she gets all of the fans up and running till late night. At least I sleep better at night because it's cooler and quieter. I hate all the loud noises that workers are making during the day. They even came up onto my balcony and changed the fence and railings. Now I can't see my Pup Pal, Cesar - who lives right in front pf us. Mom hates it, she says the new enclosure and railing is cheap and it absorbs heat. I don't know what that means, but if Mom hates, then I hate it too.
Mom says I need a bath! *shiver!* I hate bathes! But I have to admit, I like the rub down that comes after. Plus Mom says I smell nice and feel softer, sheesh...! People shoukd get used to dirty dogs. It feels good being dirty! I really like rolling around in the grass and making myself smell better, but Mom says instant bath when I do that. Mom is no fun! Oh-oh, here she comes! Gotta hide!

July 4, 2011 It's My 13th Birthday!

Mom says I'm 13 years old today. Woo-hoo! Mom says that we're going to have a small party tonight. Uncle Jim and Mom will have dinner and I get to sample some of the salad greens and carrots. Yippee! Mom says I can't have anything else because it'll upset my stomach. Boo-hoo...
Mom also says the nation will celebrate with us tonight. They'll be large flying fireworks in the sky. I don't care for those too much because of the noise, but Mom says they look cool. Whatever.
Uncle Eric came over for a little while yesterday and he gave me a really large bag with chicken breast treats and lamb jerky, my favorite! Mom says I get to have extra today because it's my birthday, yeah!
So today Mom took me to the doggie store, but they were closed, so we found another store and I got to go inside and have a look see. She got me a nice large rope toy and also a can of dog food. She said they don't carry my regular brand so tonight she's going to mix this can in with some cooked rice. Sounds special enough for me, yea!
Mom says if I were a furless human type, I'd probably be enrolled in her beginning strings class this year. She says I would be in the seventh grade. I wonder if I'd be making all that screeching sounds that her students make when they come over, hehehe! Uncle Beto, Uncle Ralph, Uncle Carlos and Uncle Pierre don't make screeching sounds anymore. They got better. Mom says they all went to a special high school for music and some of them even went to college for music, so that's why they sound so good. Mom should do the same, sometimes she screeches on her tiny instruments.
I want to wish all of my Pup Pals a very happy Fourth of July and celebrate with me, it's my birthday! My favorite!

Memorial Day 5-30-11 Cousin Emi!

Finally Mom left the computer unattended! I can't blog when Mom is constantly on the computer, sheesh...!
Last weekend Mom went crazy with housecleaning. Boy, I hate the vacuum cleaner and I hate it when she gathers all of my blankets and puts it all in the washer. I like my own smell! Mom kept saying the reason why she was cleaning so much was because my Auntie Linda and cousin Emi were coming to visit from far away. But Mom didn't do a very good cleaning job because I know she didn't get all of the spider webs on the front window sills and there was lots of dust on the patio screen. Not to mention all the dust on the top shelves of the bookcases. And then there's underneath the computer and stereo desks, plus inside the fireplace. Let's see what else? Oh yeah, Mom forgot to clean under the stove and fridge.
Auntie Linda and Cousin Emi finally arrived. Cousin Emi likes it when I kiss her face, but then, everyone loves it when I give my Angel kisses, hehehe! I love it when Cousin Emi gives me treats, my favorite! Mom says Cousin Emi is still a puppy. I guess she's an old puppy. Mom says it takes a little longer with humans to get out of their puppy stage. But at least she doesn't pull my tail or bite on my ears like real puppies.
Cousin Emi like to talk a lot. She also gives great belly rubs, my favorite! And best of all, she doesn't snore like Mom! Oh-oh, here comes Mom, gotta go!

3-23-11 I feel better!

Mom took me to the hospital on Friday early morning. The doctors there took something out of me, Mom said it was a "low grade Spindle Sarcoma." Whatever. I hurt.
Mom came by to visit me on Sat. night, but I wasn't feeling well then. Mom said it was because I was on drugs. I was crying and whimpering to get Mom to make me feel better and take me home. But Mom fell at work after she took me to the hospital, so she wasn't feeling any better either. Sheesh Mom...!
On Sunday, Mom came to visit again. I wanted to go home so badly, but Mom said that it would be much better if I stayed another day at the hospital. There was a group of people standing around my cage. They were all talking about me, so I told them politely to move on. They told Mom I growled at them. What lies! I just told them to move on politely!
Monday I was feeling a lot better and Mom came to get me out of here. Uncle Eric met us at home and he picked me up from the van and carried me all the way upstairs. He and my best friend Lexi hung out with us for a while. Then another Pup Pal, 'Lil Dear and her Mom came to see me. A few minutes later, Nikki's Mom & Dad came by to see me.
I had to pee, so I went on the Pooch Potty grass on my balcony. Uncle Eric and Mom were startled because they said that I peed at a funny angle. I can't help it. Mom said it was because the stitches pulled my skin up really high. I pooped just before Mom came to pick me up, so I didn't need to do anything else but sleep. Mom slept on the floor next to me.
Today is Wednesday. I haven't pooped since Monday and Mom is really nervous about that. I just don't feel like it. Geez Mom!
I do feel a lot better and Mom has been giving me some extra treats. She wraps some white pills in a small slices of sandwich meats, yummy! My favorite. I think Mom is giving me some sort of medication, but the meat tastes so good, who cares! As long as the meat tastes good! Mom and I sleep on the floor in the living room. I get the best bed because it is several thick layers of foam with lots of blankets. Mom sleeps on some long pillow. She says her back hurts in the morning when she wakes up, but it's all about my comfort, not hers!

3-18-11 Surgery

Angel had her tumor removed today. Dr. Muller at West L.A. Animal Hospital says everything looks good. I wish I could say the same thing for myself. After taking Angel to the vet this morning, I tripped and fell at the school's front entrance, spraining my wrist very badly. So Angel will stay at the animal hospital until Sunday. Hopefully I'll be better by then. For now I'm just relieved that Angel is okay.

3-12-11 Cancer consultation

Today Mom gave me a *shiver!* bath early in the morning. Actually, the warm water did feel good, but still it's a B-A-T-H !!
Then Mom had to go to work. When she came back, we went to the vet's office again. This time it wasn't so bad. The nice technician, Michelle, who has pink nail polish like mine, took some X-Rays. The surgeon is also a nice lady. She says I have to come back on Friday for an operation to take the tumor out. She told Mom that it looks like it'll be a simple procedure. Mom gave me a lot of hugs and kisses. Sheesh...!

3-9-11 Cancer!

Mom took me in to see a vet on Sunday afternoon. They had to get a sample from a lump that I have near my butt, so Mom told them that it was okay if they put me under. When I woke up, I hurt so much! I was dizzy and confused. Mom took me home, but I was in so much pain, that I cried. Mom felt really bad and she pulled the car over and called the vet on her cell phone. They said I was suppose to feel bad, so Mom took me home.
Mom carried me all the way from the car to my bed. I couldn't sleep. Mom was really scared. I cried and whined a lot and that made Mom feel worse.
Mom has been sleeping with me on the living room floor since mid Jan. I'm not suppose to jump on the bed because my back legs feels weak and sometimes I trip and fall, which scares Mom. I don't mind having Mom sleep on the floor next to me, it's warmer next to a fireplace and Mom rubs me to sleep.
Last night Mom got a call from the vet and was told that I have something called a "low grade spindle cell carcinoma." Mom is worried, but Uncle Bob reassured her that it wasn't all that bad, that she should trust the vet's advise. Mom told me that she's going to take me to the vet again for a consultation and we'll go from there. I feel fine now - compared to last Sunday, and I try to tell Mom that, but she's worried anyway. Sheesh...!

1-1-11 New Year's Resolution!

Mom says I ought to have my New Year's Resolution thought out and posted, this way I can return and check on my list as time goes on.

1. I will not beg for food at the table... unless it smells too good to be true, then I also want a sample!
2. I will try not to chew any more of Mom's jeans...unless she insists on leaving a stack of clean chewable jeans on "my" bed.
3. I will not rearrange my bedding in the living room... unless Mom insists on making my bed her way.
4. I will not fuss when Mom does my nails... unless Mom paints my nails a different color.
5. I will not fuss when Mom gives me a **B A T H** unless Mom puts water in the tub... hehehe!
6. I will not sleep on the pillows at the top of the bed... unless Mom is in bed first.
7. I will not fuss at the foot of the stairs while Mom is trying to get me to go back inside...unless Mom has some tempting treats.
8. I will write in my Dogster dairy daily... unless Mom is hogging the computer.
9. I will give daily zealies to all of my Pup Pals, unless Mom cuts me off from her Pay Pal account.
10. I will be a great honorable, lovable, exemplary canine citizen because my mom loves me a lot and she told me I had to behave this way, hehehe!

Happy New Year!!

1-1-11 Happy New Year!

One, one, one, one. How cool is that? Uncle Jim says, "What about eleven minutes after one o'clock on one, one, eleven.?" Too many ones!
Happy New Year!!!