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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.
Forums Motto: MissALishh
The Groups I'm In: !!!! SQUIRRELS! (And other small animals we all love to chase), ♥Dogs Rule And Cats Drool♥, Beautiful Butterflys, Dogster and Dogphoria lovers!, Little Monsters!, Off Leash Seattle, Papillon Pals, Perky Papillons and Phalenes, Pretty Butterfly Dogs, Trupanion Pet Insurance Clubhouse, ~*~Princess Divas ~&~ Prince Charmings!~*~
The Last Forum I Posted In: I have Surgery before the holidays
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.
Dang - I didn't ever think I'd get a chance to see the computer again. Even if there are 2 in the house - I admit I need a little paw help. That space bar is very difficult to navigate.
I have very fun stuff that I get to use such as this for Scooter that looks very odd as I see it, but you see it all pretty as Scooter. How cool is that? I've been dying to learn that furever and finally did - but how long did it take me to show all you pups? Too long!
Want to know why? Well of course you do. So allow me to tell you what silly thing bumped the Queen out of the queue. To borrow a British term I'm sure.
Yes, as you can see from the subject matter - we are going to inform you that Mom splurged for no good reason I can think of on an iTouch. She says as a kid it would have made a great skipping stone into the lake - but sadly it would have been too light to have made more than a skip - maybe two. I think throwing stones into the water is just odd - but I'm not a water dog so who am I to judge. I can however vote that bones or Greenies would have been where I'd have gone on a splurge. Humans - good thing they have thumbs.
Can you believe how long you can be told to stop it and go lie down and leave me alone before you make a point! It took all 4 of us to convince Mom we were serious we wanted attention. Never mind that she was home a full hour and a half before normal - we want attention! Yes - Mom, take that iTouch and plug it into your head so we can go for a WALK!
Have I told all you pups that Fall has arrived in Seattle? Yep rain. Scooter and I hunkered down since we pretty much insisted on the WALK. Ha - guess who wanted to turn around by the end of the driveway. Yep Big Fat Pepper Nose. How perfect is that!
Mom made her walk all the way to the bottom of the hill and back up. Well all of us, and at the end of it all the house now is eau de dougge. And not warm sweet puppy kisses odor.
We can't wait to use our new skill to say hi to all of our pup pals. We'll start w/Ruger Hicks. We expect a full ear fringe growth report, not to mention, ummm, male territory marking techniques (the last is from Scooter).
The dog collars are off! I mean business now. I have had it with that Big Fat Pepper Nose and am not going to have her take over my queendom! She shall not be the reigning monarch in this household! It is mine after all.
She tried it today! She tried to take my Greenie from me and that is not allowed. I growled my displeasure. She gave me that dumb Pepper look where she spins her head toward me and her ears go all quivery. Well this doesn't back me down from my Greenie. She cannot pull this stand in my face stuff. I am a dog from the West Coast and my personal space bubble is bigger than dogs from the more populated cities. She needs to push herself away from my Greenie!!
Grrrrrrr!!!
Dumb Pepper look coming my way.
Grrrrrr!!!
Another dumb Pepper look. Then she makes the mistake - she makes a move toward my Greenie.
I'd have taken her to the ground if Mom would have let me. Sure, I still had to unpin myself from under her Big Fat Pepper Body in order to do so, but at least my ass was on my Greenie - no way she could sneak it away from me. I'd have taken her to the ground, I would have if Mom would have let me.
Now everytime that Big Fat Pepper Nose looks in my direction I growl at her and let her know not to even approach me. So far she is keeping her distance. So far, but I don't trust her. Any dog with a nose as big as hers cannot be trusted not to go poking it into places it shouldn't be. Hmm - I wonder if she is like a dinosaur and her brain is in her tail. That could explain why she cannot control that Big Fat Nose - maybet the brainwaves can't make it that far. BOL.
I'm trying to get her banished to the outer limits of the queendom, but for some reason Mom says she has "veto" power. Isn't that an oxymoron on government? I'm all royal power and mom brings in democracy?
I'm a dog of simple brain - but aren't we mixing government ideaologies?
I am GRUMPY! I don't want to hang out with any one or pup. If everyone is in the front room I go the bedroom. If all the dogs go outside I don't want to go with them. When they come in I want to go outside and hang out by myself. Sunday I stayed outside for an hour all by myself and didn't even care to come in when Mom insisted I do.
I have been this way since I had to take a BATH on Saturday.
I'm not even too thrilled about GREENIES, but don't want that FAT PIG PEPPER to get extra SNACKS. Even Chicken Stripes don't really tempt my nose.
Mom keeps calling me Boo Radley, but even that I don't lift my ears up for. In fact today Mom offered to catch me, but I didn't even get up to jump up into her arms.
Now I'm going to go lay in the corner and not look at anyone. Possibly bark at noises that do not exist.
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