Likes: Mornings. Kissing the Kitty. WALKS. SNACKS!!!!! Hugs and Kisses (human owner hates kisses - I try and contain myself). Toes (again w/ the human thing).
Pet-Peeves: Baths. Car Rides (I'm better after the trip to Montana). When the cat can't go for walks during the daytime. When her brother teases her w/ the SNACKS that he hoards.
Favorite Toy: Teddy Bear! Teddy Bear! and the other Teddy Bear! and the one that is pink in the same shape that looks like a Teddy Bear - NO it isn't!
Favorite Food: SNACKS!! Wet cat food when I get the chance - watch out for the ears. Greenies. Human food - I don't care I'll eat ANYTHING.
Favorite Walk: Anywhere - as long as I can be in front of my brother. An hour - or at least 5 miles preferred
Best Tricks: Hugs. Kissing the Kitty. Taking care of humans when sick. UP. Bang (I jump straight up in the air)
Arrival Story: I was sleeping and some humans came in. My brother was out getting attention. I had to find out what was going on. The female human entity took one look at me and KNEW I was the smart one. We became best of friends until the male human entity made noises and they both left. I was sad - but also kind of tired. 8 weeks old is a tough age if anyone hasn't told you. The humans came back as I knew they would (I had been told already). I was sad to say goodbye to my litter mates but as we left I noticed my brother Scooter in the same crate as I was. HAPPY DOG DAYS!! Car ride home - let's not mention the undignity
Bio: I love, love, love the mornings!!! HOW my human and I connected I have no idea. Good thing I chose her. She'd rather hang in bed w/ my lazy brother Scooter - while I want to sniff, sniff, sniff and lay in the morning breezes!! Snow last year - fun, fun, fun!! 4:30 in the morning is what I prefer - my human keeps insisting that the only time that time exists is if you have been really irresponsible and you are just seeing the bed for the first time!! grumble*grumble*grumble*. I'm really good at pestering the human into giving me SNACKS - just by pure annoyance.
Personality of a morning Papillon: Activity - when can we start??? How about as soon as the sun comes up - 4:30 works for me. No - too early - ok I'll hide my head under the covers. Kissing the Kitty - fun game. Bossing my brother Scooter around - he never wants to move unless we are on a WALK. Then has to "mark" everywhere we've been - like we're not coming back tomorrow - let's move!! Sleeping at Queen spot on the bed - best in the world. Visiting human friends Lou Ann, Patrick, George and our dog friend Booger. We also like Pebbles the kitten - but only because she thinks she's a dog. *note to self - she will be bigger than us soon...very soon*. I'm smarter than my brother Scooter and try not to prove him up too often. It might have to do w/ the fact that he was the "runt"?? But he is since bigger than I by a lowely inch - and 4 oz. (can you believe the vet said I -... I... am... "fat"?). Once again the Scooter "cute" factor kicked in. Sleeping next to the human heat element at night is my favorite - especially when Scooter and I spread out to consume 100% of the bed. So comfy. Silly Humans ~ question to self, do I REALLY want to be a human in my next life? I think I need a Greenie to contemplate.
Bladder Stones: I was diagnosed with Bladder Stones in 2007. After surgery where the vet removed 7 large stones and numerous small ones (mom wanted to know if she could get me to make pearls - sheesh mom) the results came back. Since they will re-occur without the proper diet (special prescription only).. Scooter loves it. It's also high in calories so his butt had better watch it's girth BOL.
Me and Scooter are over at MsLouann's being spoiled rotten. We are all hoping that Pepper and Cutter are being ignored by the cat lover that is pup sitting them for Mom while she went to the ocean. She says she's having fun and the weather couldn't be better!
Considering I am the Queen of All I Survey, I am speaking for the entire Papillon Pack with the help of Mom.
How Dogster Changed Our Lives:
The year before we found Dogster, Mom had a tough pawsonal year that ended her single and our "human Dad" leaving us with Mom. It was for the best since we needed Mom as much as she needed us. We were still young pups so we hardly remember or think about him any longer. It was a hard year before we found Dogster with the heat turned down real low, trying to pay for a new house recently purchased and trying to get a life back together.
Then we found Dogster. Scooter and I signed up and we'd spend the nights in the office with Mom with the space heater blasting and made so many friends. We found our personalities and I became a Queen of All I Survey!
Mom healed her heart and life evened out so that we didn't have to huddle together in a small room to stay warm. It was a stern lecture, but we told Mom to stop trying to fill the house up. It was VERY empty and echoed sometimes until we got comfy couches and chairs that you see us lounging on.
So many friends and diary entries detailing our lives for the last "over 6 years" says Dogster. We have pride in how long we've been around Dogster and how many friends we have. Being a Queen, it's ok that I covet the amount of views some of my Dogster pals have.
Eventually Pepper and Cutter arrived. Obviously Mom did not consult me on this particular life changing event but I was told to suck it up and deal with it. Then she showed me all the support on Dogster that both of them were getting and the Royal We figured no amount of whining would get my point across. THE OTHERS were here to stay.
Thus the Papillon Pack was formed.
Reaching out to all the Dogster friends we have, reading their life stories, laughing out loud at antics, sobbing hysterically when those we know have gone to the Rainbow Bridge, meeting new sniffing buddies, enjoying comments and the pawsome pawties our friends have hosted over the years.
Dogster meant we met more people with the same interests and humor in a format that made it easy for all of us. Dogster meant we had something fun no matter what when we checked in every day. Dogster meant simple reminders of friends we've made and what they've been doing. Even the ones we see pop up just because they've stopped by again.
Dogster let us share our lives and personalities in a way that brought so many of us together. Dogster let us be the pups that we truly are.
For that, we can actually say thank you to Dogster.
Thank you to all our friends we have made over the years.
Thank you for still reaching out and saying hello in way we can.