Nicknames: Lacibug, Lacimaci, Sweetie, her Dad sometimes calls her Brat.
Birthday: December 25th 2004
Likes: Going for rides! Anywhere Mom and Dad go walking or riding!
Pet-Peeves: Strange dogs coming into my yard or walking down "my" street!!
Favorite Toy: Papa dog from the toy dog family, he is big, soft and she shakes him so hard it seems as if it would hurt her neck. She likes all her soft stuffed toys best and her little plastic golf balls are a close second.
Favorite Food: I love my Natural Balance Duck and Potato dry and canned. I also eat IAMS small bites chicken formula. I love cheeze and veggies too.
Favorite Walk: Anyplace Dad or Mom takes me but I love to run when it is cool, out on the farmland.
Best Tricks: I do NOT do tricks, surely you jest! I will fetch a toy IF you will throw it right back to me. I call that "your" trick, certainly not mine.
Arrival Story: Our first Peke died quite suddenly and we were heart broken. We could not look at new pups immediately. Then a friend called me to see if I wanted to go and see Peke puppies she knew about. I did go and saw her as a tiny puppy and fell in love at first sight. I had always thought white Pekingese were beauties and she is my angel!! While none can replace the one that died, she has brought so much love into our home for 3 years now. We adore her.
Bio: Laci was born on Christmas Day which makes her very special to me. Our first Peke died about 2 weeks after Laci was born, it was like she had been born just for "us". She is such a special dog, so smart and I believe, understands everything we say. She speaks with her eyes, she is not loud unless she sees another dog cross our yard or walk down the street in front of our house. This is "her" yard, her house and her street!!! As they walk on out of sight, she looks like, "humpph, I showed him I guess". She is too cute!- - - -
Laci passed on in peace as she became gravely sick with Cushings Syndrome or disease. She had many allergies and had to use steroids to breathe much of the time. We are once again, heartbroken but this time we knew this was coming, just not exactly when. She went peacefully as I said, at the vets office with a "go to sleep" injection. I know she is at peace, not a sound was made and I look forward to being with her again when I cross over the bridge.
It seems the past few months on Dogster we have watched so many of our furiends cross the Rainbow Bridge. Today our pal Duncan has crossed. He was very special to all of us, always friendly, always attended every party if only for a few minutes and was generally an all around great pup and pal. We will miss you Duncan, more than seems possible.
Duncan performed at many of our parties in all the groups as Dunvis, singing Elvis Presley songs. I have put some selections at the top of my music player in his honor. We loved Elvis and we loved Dunvis too. Our eyes are wet with tears, we loved you well.
I celebrated my 4th birthday on Christmas Day, 2008. I don't feel old, does this mean I am "old"? Nah, I didn't think so, I'm just more mature now.
Let me see what news I have to tell you since my last time to write in my diary. Oh yes, I have a new kitty brother! That cat "loves" me!!
He was afraid of me at first but now he comes up to give me head bonks (whatever that is)...He wants to love me Mom says. I like playing with him and Foxy Lady (our kitty sister). They are fun to play with and Mom is pleased that I am not at all jealous of either of them.
It is cold here in the south today, I like it cold but Mom doesn't. I can walk a long way when it's cold outside. My allergies don't bother me in cold weather either. That is a good thing!
I'll try to write some more when there is more to tell you.
My old pal who was a senior cat died 4 weeks ago, he was nice, was not afraid of me and we didn't bother each other "much". I aggravated him now and then but that's what a dog is supposed to do, right? Anyway, mom and I missed him and she got us another kitty. This one is 18 months old and was a breeder but only had 1 litter. Now she is spayed and lives with us. She is a Persian and "mom says" very pretty. I'm not so sure about that.
She won't let me see her, she won't paw at me like Coco did, she has the nerve to growl at me! ME!! This is my house, my Mom and Dad and she has to learn that sometime! Mom tells me NO in "that" voice too often and this cat who's name is Foxy won't play. Humphhhh!! More later on the adventures of me with Miss Foxy, sure wish I had my Coco back. Signed a very sad and curious, Laci.