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I'm So Lucky

Yeah!

I'm so excited that my diary was chosen as the diary of the day! Thank you so much! See, I told you that I'm a lucky dog! Woof!

The first three years of my life...

Hi! I'm Sugar. My Mommy and Daddy found me on www.petfinder.com in the classified ads. I'm so glad Mommy searched to find the perfect doggy and found me. I've always been lucky. Mommy and Daddy are my third family and I'm only three years old. How many doggies are lucky enough to have three families of their very own? My first home was with my doggy mommy and daddy and I lived there for 1 1/2 years until my brothers and sisters started picking on me. My 1st mommy decided it would be safer and better for me to find a new home so she let her friend take me home but she still loves me very much. My 2nd mommy kept me for a little over 1 year but she started staying someplace called work (what's work?) so many hours and while she was at this work place I had to stay in my crate. I was in my crate for a long time every day. I was always so happy when my mommy and my skin-sister would come home and let me out of my crate. I would always zoom all over their house. So, my 2nd mommy loved me so much that she thought I would be much happier finding a new home where I didn't have to be in my crate so much. Then my 3rd Mommy & Daddy found me...yeah! Now my Mommy is a stay-at-home Mommy and she's with me all of the time. I hardly ever have to go into that stinky crate anymore and I'm so happy. I have 2 skin-sisters at my last & final home. They love me so much. They love to cuddle with me. Sometimes they want to cuddle too much and it bugs me but I ask them to stop and since they are such good sisters they listen to me. My favorite place to be is laying by my Mommy on the couch or taking naps in my sister's bed. Daddy, Mommy, and my sisters take me in this big thing that they call a "trailer" and we go into the woods and sleep and play there. They call it "camping" but I don't know what that means. To me it's just fun having a small house where we all sleep so closely together. We all take walks together every day when we do this camping thing. I think it's pretty neat that we spend so much time together. Oh, I guess I should tell you, I'm a beautiful Yorkie and my family loves the fact that I don't shed. I don't know why they care, doggy hair is so pretty and it makes such nice piles to play in but Mommy says she likes being able to pick me up and not being covered with fur. They also love that I'm smaller than my cat-brother. They think it's funny that Shadow is taller than me but I think we're the same size. If I stand on my tippy-toes I'm just as tall as him. I tell Mommy that I'm 13 pounds but she keeps insisting that I'm only 12 1/2 pounds...I tell her that I looked at the scales this morning and I was 13 pounds. Mommy says that Shadow weighs 12 1/2 pounds also but he's a tiny bit taller than me so they say he's the biggest. He thinks he's the boss because he's 5 years old and I'm only 3 but I know if I keep following him around that he'll finally give in and play with me. I really want to play with Shadow and I don't know why he doesn't want to jump and bark with me. I think he has a cold because when he barks it makes a "meow" sound, I've never heard a doggy that sounded like that before. Also, he does this wierd thing where he tries to spank me all of the time. Mommy tells me I'm lucky that Shadow doesn't have any claws on his front paws because he could hurt me if he did. I don't see how that little cat thing could hurt me, doesn't Mommy know I'm a dog. Well, I sense that Mommy's getting ready to get up from the couch so I need to go follow her and see where she's going. Maybe she's going to get me a treat...yum! I love treats!