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The Peso Diaries

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Peso has been keeping on online "dogary" since the year 2000. You can read her back issues at http://groups.msn.com/chinutchihuahuas . Look for The Peso Diaries link on the left side of the page.

I am a black Chihuahua and obsessed with getting all the kibble I can! I have a bit of a weight problem, so I've been on a continual diet for years - years, I tell ya! I live in a household with a total of 9 dogs; 8 Chihuahuas and 1 Lhasa Apso. You can visit our home site at the link above.

MARCH 2008

^^ I'm sorry I've been missing in action. I had been writing in my dogary, but apparently the human didn't realize that the posts weren't showing after saving. Mom usually backs all my stuff up each day, but because she's been so busy lately, she wasn't being faithful in saving. Of course, it seems that I only have problems posting when Mom has forgotten to back my stuff up! Bad human! Bad! I should rub your nose in it...

Mom was outside with us the other day when she decided that she was going to mow the yard. Mom pulled the mower out of the shed but didn't turn it on. She pushed it up towards the patio. I looked up and watched her for a moment. I've never been allowed outside while the mower was also outside. It looked a little bit like a vacuum and I ALWAYS follow the vacuum around, hoping it will find some stray kibble. Mom noticed me following her and said, "Peso, I'm sorry, but this will not find ANY stray kibble -ever. You and everybody else has to go inside before I use it. Now beat it!". I was disappointed and I don't entirely trust Mom that it wouldn't find any kibble. However, I do know that the mower growls really loud and I really didn't want to stay outside when it started growling, so I went inside with everyone else. Later, Peso.

^^ Mom gets a little peeved at Pasa sometimes when Pasa jumps into her lap as Mom is sitting on the couch. See, Mom has this little swivel table for her laptop computer on the right side of her recliner end of the couch. The table is attached to a padded arm. Mom rests her right arm on the padded couch arm as she types on her laptop. Pasa will come running across the couch and instead of jumping over Mom's arm, Pasa squeezes under Mom's armpit and jumps down beside Mom. This action makes Mom's hand move - sometimes when she's in the middle of typing or trying to use the cursor. At times it even makes whatever she was working on just vanish from the screen. That's when Mom gets really irritated. She doesn't scare us, though. We dogs learned a long time ago that she is mostly all bark and no bite. Now, some of my packmates are not a nice as Mom. I guess I'd say Pasa is all bark and Nani is mostly bite... Later, Peso.

^^ Mom says that Pica must have fallen through the looking glass like Alice (I don't know any Alice...) and was caught in an "opposite" universe for half an hour. It all started when the humans put us to bed last night. Pica sleeps on the big human bed (lucky dog!) and normally cuddles up under Dad's arm, licks his right elbow until Dad says he's had enough ; then she settles down and goes to sleep. Last night, however, the humans lay down and Pica kept walking over to Mom's back (Mom was lying on her side with her face pointing away from Dad). Dad would grab Pica and bring her back to his side. Pica continued to walk over to Mom. Mom said, "If she wants to sleep over here, that's o.k.", so Dad let Pica walk over to Mom. Pica then walked OVER Mom's neck, lay down by Mom's tummy for a few seconds, got back up, walked around Mom's head and then walked over Mom's neck once again. Mom asked Pica, "What's going on, little lady? Do you need something?" Mom got up, took Pica to the water bowl to see if Pica wanted a drink. Pica refused, so Mom thought maybe she needed to go outside. Once outside, Pica looked up at Mom like "Uh-huh!" and walked to the back door. Mom carried Pica back inside and put her on the floor. Pica very purposely walked to the corner of the kitchen where the treats are kept and stamped her feet. Mom muttered to herself, "I hope I don't start a trend here..." and gave Pica a treat. Zach and Pansy heard the crunching and started to run to the kitchen, but Mom had shut the gate! Zach let out a whine to raise the dead. Mom decided that to keep peace in the pack, she'd better give us all a treat. (Thank you, Pica!!!)

Mom brought Pica back to bed, gave her to Dad, said, "Now I have to go to the bathroom," and walked into the other room. Mom heard Dad say to Pica, "Calm down, she'll be right back!". Then he yelled to Mom, "She wants YOU!" When Mom got back into bed, Pica walked over to her and demanded to be petted. Pica even wanted her head and ears scratched, which normally are "off limits", then curled up next to Mom for about five minutes before getting up and taking her normal sleeping place by Dad. Dad said, "What's the deal, Pica, are you tired of your Daddy? This is just very uncharacteristic behavior for you!" You know my motto - keep the humans guessing! Later, Peso.

^^ Every morning Mom makes herself a cup of hot tea and gets out a Fiber One fiber bar before sitting on the couch to check her e-mail. Every morning, I tell ya. The woman is in a rut. She must also be slight daft if she doesn't realize that I observe her behavior. You and I both know I'm waiting and hoping for a chance for some crumbs to fall my way. This morning she got up before her alarm went off and started her routine morning ritual. She had just sat down at the couch when we heard her alarm start buzzing because she had forgotten to turn it off. Mom got up to go to the other room, took a few steps, reconsidered, returned to the end table, moved her fiber bar all the way across the end table and then proceeded to the bedroom. Does the woman really think an end table would get in my way during the pursuit of food?? When Mom returned a few seconds later, I had the bar between my paws and had half of it gone. I even tore open the wrapping by myself! Of course, Mom didn't want the bar after I had my dog slobber all over it, so she just let me go on eating, saying, "Well, Peso, be prepared for a big poop today." I have no clue what she meant by that. I mean the wrapper said it only had 35 percent of the daily dose of fiber. Oh, wait, that would mean for humans. 'Scuze me, I think I need to go outside.... Later, Peso.




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