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Chronicles of a Blue-eyed Babe

My First Days at Home

I arrived at my palace Sunday, January 27, 2008 and have been happy ever since. I was really good my first night and didn't even cry. My sister Fiona was supposed to babysit me, but I think she was upset because I wanted to sleep with her. So she woke Mommy up and told on me...what a tattle-tale! So instead of her babysitting me, my brother Ghandi is the one who has been taking care of me. He's such a cute teddy bear. He lets me play with him, but sometimes he reprimands me when I bite him too hard. I love him so much though; he's made me feel safe all these nights.

Two days later, my Mommy kept telling me to sit (which I had no clue what that meant) but then whenever my booty touched the floor while my two front legs were up straight she would hug me and say "what a good baby". So now every time she says "sit" I do the same and I get hugs and treats...this is soooo easy. Yesterday was my first bath. I was kinda scared but I behaved. My Mommy is so crazy, she took pictures of me in the tub! This morning, she took me to the park. There were so many things going on. There were others that looked like my Moms breed and I saw a "duck" for the first time. I don't know why, but I got so excited; I was even shaking. My mom carried me so I couldn't run after them. What...all I wanted to do was "play" with them. I wasn't going to hurt them or anything. Well my paws are tired from all this typing. I'll keep you guys updated of all the crazy things my Mommy does.