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An Only Furbaby

I Have a New Widdle Sister!!!!

Sorry that we haven't been on in a while, we have been berry, berry busy getting settled into our new house, etc. But I do hab sum new news..... I hab a new widdle sister!!! Her name is CHLOE, she is sooooo pretty! She was born in January, so she is just a little over 6 months old. We will post a photo of her soon. Mommy and Daddy got her for my human sisters, but looks wike she will end up being Mommy and Daddy's puppy since de gurls stay sooo busy. Oh, if you didn't figure it out yet, Chloe is a furbaby, not a human baby!!! I am still getting used to having another furbaby in de house, I really don't wike to share. I am so used to being the only "child", but my Mommy and Daddy are making sure that I feel very loved, and that I am not being "replaced" (as if THAT could ever happen!)

OK, so we'll be back in touch soon!!!

I'm In Trouuuubbbllleeee

OK, here's the story. I was outside with Daddy, watching him while he worked on his trailer he sometimes pulls behind his truck. He had me staked to the ground so I wouldn't wander too far when Daddy wasn't wooking. Well, Daddy thought I wuz being a good dawg, so he unhooked me and we walked in thru the garage and stopped at the deep freezer. Daddy asked me, "Snuff, want some ice?" (He knows I wuv ice). Well, Daddy says that he saw the look in my eye just before I took off... I took off running up to the corner, across the street and kept on going. FREEDOM, the wind blowing thru my fur... And Daddy is chasing me yelling "Snuff, you get back here". and "SNNNnnnnnnuuuuuuuufffff". Well, lo and behold, as I am running down the sidewalk, a widdle gurl comes out of her hooman house with her gurl dawggie. "WELL. HELLLLOOOO BABY", I said as I screeched to a halt. She and I were just getting cozy when Daddy caught up wif me, huffing and puffing. I thought it was funny, Daddy failed to see the humor in it. He grabbed me up, and said, "Boy, you are in trouble". Whaaaaaa? I thought Daddy would agree, men need to ... ahmmm... roam, sow our wild oats. Well, he didn't agree. He kept telling me the rest of the day how mad he was at me and that I was "grounded".. By the way, what is grounded? Is he going to put me in a dawgie bone hole?? Even when he went to the man-cave (Daddy's name for his office), he shut the door and told me that I was restricted from coming in for being a bad boy, that I had to go hang out with the hooman gurls.
Finally, Daddy seems to have forgiven me. Ballgames came on, and he said that even though he is still mad, men to men time always is first. Whew, I thought I was gonna have to sleep on the floor tonight!!!!
Daddy also said that I couldn't help him tomorrow to finish his trailer. Dawg it, I was betting that cute little dawgie would be outside again......

I Need a Bath...

I NEED A BATH, I need a bath, can't somebody gib me a bath??? I am soooo in need of a good bath. We are gettin' weady to move, and nobody has had de time to gib me a good bath and Mommy is startin' to get upset 'bout it. Daddy keeps saying he is gonna do it, then doesn't when he gets sidetracked wid udder stuff, so Mommy is threatening to send me to the gwoomer ahead of my scheduled time!!! Dawg, I must REALLY smell and wook doggie for dat to happen! Hmmm, I don't TINK I smell 'dawgie, as Mommy says I do, and I don't tink I wook dirty, but Mommy says I do. Well, what Mommy says, is always wight. Oh, I'd wather dey gib me a bath here at de house, instead of the gwoomer. Here's, its ober quick, and dey get me dwied wight away. At da gwoomer, I have to wait in wine.... Nooooooooooooooooo.... and she always cuts me too short, even though I howl to her the whole time....
Pwease, somebody gib me a bath before tomorrow morning... That is the time that Mommy says that we are "takin' a wide"..... and I am worried that means to the gwoomer.....