Birthday: June 21st 2004 Likes: I like Bouncy balls.Make that LOVE ! Pet-Peeves: I do not like ..........well......... Bathes yes Bathes. Favorite Toy: As I had already said, bouncy balls. Favorite Food: I like popcorn! Favorite Walk: Down the street. I just Skip skip skip. Best Tricks: Sit that is all I know. Arrival Story: Are older dog got hit by a car and are other dog needed a pal so we got her. Bio: She is very kind and some times can be a little hyper. You know she will always be loyal. I mean come on, that's what dogs were made for right? Forums Motto: If your happy and ya know it wiggle!!! The Groups I'm In: ♥All Fur Fun♥, FANCYPANTS CAFE, GOT MUTT?, LOVE MY IGGY CLUB, P*I*F (Paw it Forward), ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~ Bradley Zanie Little Lady: I have elgant brown eyes,tan with a white chest and can run as 35 mph!
Day number 3 with my family. Sitting here on the carpet enjoying myself while writing this wonderful Chapter 1. Yes number 1! If you read my other prolog and intrudution you can see that you have heard of Monterey my younger owner. Well now I combined the chapter with Kiki and Bradie. They are Kiki , youngest child, and , Bradie oldest. Their doing their Homework now even though their home schooled. Nothing tradgic today exapt that my room mate Bucky peed all over the bed. Oh boy. Was Kiki and Bradie mad. I tried to tell them that I didn't do it. Apparently, I figured out that they don't exactly speak dog. I know shocking huh? So they kept saying BAD DOG BAD DOG BAD DOG! After a while I kinda got bored at the word. So since I am planning to be a comideian when I grow up every time they say BAD DOG I just yawn. They didn't think It was funny. To bad for me. And when I said enjoying I was using the wrong words. Maybe I should have said...DON'T LIKE! Yes I am in my room in my bed having a time out. So today did not go so well.. I wished I really didn't yawn.
Alright I am writing this just after a brutel run. I was going to get a pen to write for this when I saw one on the ground. I picked it up and started to my door. Apparently my younger owner Monterey caught me and started chasing after me. I just went around the table around and around and around again. Let me tell you about Monterey. She is 9 years old and is the middle child. Frankly, I think she is just a loser. I mean she is like I don't know TEN FEET TALL! Okay not ten feet she is really only 5 ft. but she ten feet to me. Plus she takes all the attention away from me when Jazzie goes potty out side. So LOSER LOSER LOSER! Anyway I finally got outside. But I have to go because my pen is getting frost on it. Good bye.
Here I am, sitting in bed next to my new owner. I decided to write a book about my life. It will be very interesting or a hope. So I heard this thing about a diary from my room mate, Bucky. They got me because Bucky was all alone and his sis died. Well anyway, this next page is going to be the prolog. This is .....well I don't know. I guess it's my introdution. Yes that. Hope you have egg while reading this. (I love eggs.)
