I'm NAKED!

Today, one of Mum's friends-- GROOMED me! This involves cutting all my hair off! Mum says that now I look like a terrier instead of a mop. I really like being naked-- I'm prancing ALL around, and I went to the dog park this afternoon and everybody was saying how cute my haircut is.

Being the center of attention ALL DAY LONG was really, really fun.

My BIGGEST friend EVER.

Oh my gosh, oh my gosh...

On Saturday, I went on a long walk with my mum and my Jeff and some of their friends. We walked and walked and walked-- and came to a park! With a FARM in the middle of it. I looked at some chickens, and a goat, and a turkey... and then...

I heard a NOISE-- a mooooooooooo noise. And I turned around, and there she was-- the BIGGEST friend I have ever met. She was behind a fence, but she put her nose through the slats, and I got way way down on my belly and crawled over to her. I was a little bit scared, but she seemed nice, so I sat up and then went up on my hind legs, and put my nose up to her nose. She sniffed my nose, and I gave her a doggie smooch! And then I wagged my stubby tail because she wasn't scary any more-- she was my friend!

Mum said she was very proud of me for visiting all the animals and not wuffin' at any of them. Maybe it is because I just turned two, so I'm all grown up now. Or maybe I'm just saving the wuffs for later.

Wow, a lot has happened since I last updated this...

We moved all the way across the country! I went in the car! With both the cats-- even Ben who doesn't like the car! And Tim and I got to eat french fries! And we saw mountains, and I had to get out in the snow in a blizzard, and I saw horses which I WUFFED at because I didn't know what they were.

We moved to a place named Washington. I like it here, except that now I'm in an apartment instead of a house. The nice thing is that I live with My Jeff now. He's so much fun, and he gives me more food than Mum does and hardly ever scolds me even when I'm being bad. He's a pushover! Mum says that once her and My Jeff get married, we'll get a house. That'll be awesome.

I'm educated and famous!

Yesterday night, we had our graduation from basic obedience. I was promoted to advanced basic, and Mum took a nice photo of me with my diploma. I've got brains as well as beauty.

Also, earlier this week, I found out I was in the September 25th edition of the South Bend Tribune! Mum and I attended a fundraiser, and someone from the paper snapped my photo and wrote a whoooole paragraph about me. They called me a "social butterfly" and "the belle of the ball". I guess they missed the part of the day when I rolled in the grass and got drooled on by one of my husky friends...

Uh oh~

Rufus and I had to be moved apart at obedience class last night; we were too busy romping to focus on performing, so the teacher made us stand at opposite ends of the room. Hrumph!

I went to work with my mum today, and sat on her lap all during lunch. A drug company representative was there to talk to everybody who works at the animal hospital, and I was so bored that I fell asleep. Mum was jealous of me I think; she looked like she wanted to fall asleep too!

School!

Mum and me have been going to furkid school. I like it a lot; Mum just has to say "it's time for school!" and I start dancing. I'm one of the best students in the class; the teacher uses me to demonstrate Sit and Down, but I am having a very hard time learning to heel on lead. I know that Mum *wants* me to walk beside her nicely, but I want to say hi to the squirrels and cars and trees and rocks and cats and kids and other dogs and flowers and sigh posts and concrete and...

Um, what was I talking about?

Oh right! School!

The best thing about school is that there are so many other dogs there, including one of my cousins! His name is Rufus and he came from the same lady's house. When we were rescued, his hips were all messed up even though he was only a year old. Our vet fixed him all up and he got a good home with two very nice men who have another yorkie too. As funny as it sounds, when Rufus and I first saw each other at obedience class, we ran right to each other, kissing and playing, and our human parents were sure that we remembered each other. Of course we DO remember each other, and I'm so happy to see Rufus again, all happy and healthy and able to run like a real dog for the first time. I hope that now that we've been reunited, we can be friends for a long time.

:)

My neighbor dog is okay, and so is my leg!

Bad stuff.

My friend Gruff, who is a nice shih tzu who lives next door to our house, was attacked by a much bigger, stronger dog. I don't know if he is okay or not, but when Mum heard about what happened to him, she came straight to me and picked me up to hug me. About a month ago, when we were out walking, that same dog tried to lunge at me. Mum scooped me up and shouted BAD DOG! so that he would run away, and he did, but I guess Mum actually felt his teeth on her arm before he turned off. We didn't know who he belonged to or anything, but it was very scary. Now Mum is upset-- something awful happened to poor Gruff, and she hates that she couldn't stop it by warning the owner of the big dog since she had no idea where he lived.

As if Mum wasn't feeling bad enough, I hurt my hind leg somehow. We were out in the yard, and suddenly I screamed. I'm now hobbling about on three legs instead of four, and holding my hind leg aloft whenever I stand. If it isn't better by tomorrow morning, Mum says she is gonna hafta take me to see the doctor.

No bath for me!

I haven't written anything in a while, but I've been a busy puppy. Last week, Mum took me to work with her without giving me my breakfast first. That was pretty mean of her! They put me in a box and I started to feel funny and kinda sleepy, so I took a nice nap. When I woke up, my belly had stitches in it. I was a little bit sore at first, but now I'm feeling fine. The best thing is that Mum isn't supposed to give me a bath until the stitches come out. YES! I get to be a dirty, dirty dog!

My belly hurts...

I dunno what I did, but I've been sick to my tummy all day today. My stools have been runny and awful, and my appetite is very small compared with how much I usually eat.

Mum is kinda worried about me. She's gonna try an' figure out what's wrong with me when she takes me to work tomorrow.