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If I Only had Two Thumbs.

Spring?

I have a new necklace made by a nice lady in a place Mommy called Texas. I don't know where that is, but it smelled good. I also just got my nails trimmed today, which I'm not happy about. Mommy told me to stop pouting, and when that didn't work, she offered to type for me, so I guess she's not *all* bad. I did get lots of great snuggle time with Daddy today, so that was cool. I just wish it wasn't still so cold outside. I miss going to the park on Sundays. It's supposed to be *my* day, but when Daddy and Mommy have tried to take me out with snow on the ground it's just... not good. Twice now they've put these ridiculous boots on me that tickle my feets. Thankfully they're easy to pull off, but they do keep my feets warmer. But really, the sweater was bad enough. Trying to walk through the park in boots makes me look like a duck and Mommy laughs way too hard about it.

We have a new neighbor too, well two new neighbors but one has been there longer. Riley lives next door. He's got long blond and silver hair, and he's kind of a wuss. I couldn't even get one good pounce in before he went belly up. The other one is Cassie. Mommy says we're cousins somehow (the same 'breed' whatever that means), but Cassie's really shy, and Mommy says I'm too pushy. Cassie lives where the cranky old grey dog used to live, which is fine with me. I don't like being yelled at by grumpy old men to "get the yelp off my" (own!) lawn.

The rabbits are out from under the bush in the yard. Must figure out a new way to kill them. Might enlist Isabella to help, since she lives closer and has a better view of their door. Have to talk to Isabella again first, though, and that's hard because her Daddy works a lot. I heard Daddy talking with Cassie's Daddy about maybe having a visit, though, so I might have a new friend there in a while, and maybe we can invite Isabella and Riley and the puffy dog up the hill to come play too. We've got a big yard; why not use it?

Mom says I'm gonna be a star.

She also says she made me a lol, which I guess are something funny that she looks at on the computer. I don't get it, but at least she usually sits pretty still while she's looking at them. Her keyboard is way more useful for my chin than making her fingers click. Humans? What are ya' gonna do with 'em?

Anyway, here's the link to it so that if anybody wants to vote for it, they can see it.
LOL Cleo

Now since it's late, I'm going to try to get them to go to bed so we can snuggle.

Butt-sniffing Post.

Mommy set up this account for me since she says MySpace is made of epic fail. So, I'm supposed to tell you about me and what I do. Mostly, I sleep and play in the kitchen while Mommy and Daddy are gone to the place called Work, but Mommy tells me I'm guarding the refrigerator. Yeah, right. Anyway, when one of them comes home, we go for a walk through the back yard, and one of these days I am *going* to catch the rabbits that live under the bush (the humans just don't know it yet). At dinner time, I guard the carpet from stray bites that might fall off their plates, and if they're not looking and I lick the plate clean, it's just a preemptive strike, right? I think I save them a lot of trouble cleaning the carpeting, but they just think I'm sneaky and like people food. Humans. They just don't get it, do they? We watch a lot of movies, but since most of them aren't dubbed into Dogish I can't really follow them. I get lots of petting and snuggles while the movies play, though, so I don't mind too much.

On the weekends we usually go to the park at least once, but I don't really have any doggie friends to hang out with here. At Daddy's first house there's Bruce and Sierra, but they have to take care of Grandma and Grandpa Phil, so they can't come over and play. Plus, it's a long way to ride in the car between Daddy's first house and our house here, so I'm stuck being an only furchild. Well, only doggie furchild. See, I also live with two chinchillas, that kind of remind me of rabbits, but they talk with Spanish accents. Mommy says their family is originally from a place called Chilly, which means I wouldn't like to go there because it's probably cold. I like Cervantes; he's the bigger chinchilla and has lived here longer. I haven't gotten to spend a lot of time with the small chinchilla, Crash, yet because he just moved in, but he seems at least as nice as Cervantes. I just don't understand why Mommy and Daddy won't let me play with them more! I even give Cervantes kisses to try to show them that I like him, but they still say no, so I chase my rawhides and chewy toys instead. Cervantes also drops alfalfa pellets for me to snack on sometimes, which is pretty cool of him: I just wish he wouldn't drop them in his poop all the time! Oh, anyways, besides the park, some weekends we go to Grandma Shirley and Grandpa Dean's and they have this *huge* back yard where all kinds of animals live and there's lots of space to run around and play and roll in the grass. We don't do that very often, but we do see them a lot and Grandma Shirley always has liver treats, which totally Rock!

So, that's pretty much it. I'm gonna go take a nap with Daddy now that he's home from work, and then it's time to guard the carpet again. I think they're having steak tonight! Hope Mommy gets clumsy.