Likes: Oooooh I love belly rubs and chin scratches.
Pet-Peeves: When Mommy pay attention to Smoky, instead of me! And I absolutely hate it when Mommy chases me around the yard. I also am scared of water. Mommy thought she would cool me off by misting me, uhh no way man!
Favorite Toy: I know this sounds odd...but I don't like toys. I just love my mommy to love me.
Favorite Food: The little doggie cookies I got for Valentine's Day!
Favorite Walk: Down to the big fountain we live by. It's super fun when it's frozen, so I can walk on it.
Best Tricks: Rolling over and staying on my back completely still, jumping up, getting off, leave it, stay, come, sit, focus, shake and hi-5.
Arrival Story: My parents told me that after my basketball game, we were going to Grandma's. I was not excited. I was tired and grumpy. It took so long, it seemed like we weren't ever going to get there. When we got there, they said nevermind, my dad had to go to a business meeting. We got SO mad. When we walked out, there were 6 little puppies running around. I wasn't so sad anymore. I played with all of them, and the dog mom running around. Then my parents said, "Which one do you like best?" we pointed to one that was all black, with white paws. We practiced picking him up and cuddling him. "Why?" we kept asking. Then they said, "We are taking him home." We were SUPER excited. We thought they were kidding! Then the owner told us how him and another puppy had been lost in the woods the night before we got there. They stayed together all night, and returned in the morning. They were part of sextuplets, and loved each other the most. We couldn't seperate them. When we got in the car, we named the black one Smoky. The black and white one S'mores. He was so sad. It must have been sad for him to leave his mom. I bent down to kiss him, and he even bit my nose! And to think, we almost didn't get S'mores.
Wow! Its January 17 already. Mom's first year of highschool is almost over and time is just going by really fast. We're gonna live in the moment tho. We really want spring, Mom's training for soccer soon and she said she would prolly run with us sometime(: And we want warm weather.
Well, Mommy can't figure out why I'm not eating my dinner. She not the most patient person in the world... (hehe) but all last summer she sat with us and hand fed us or did whatever it took to get us to eat. Finally Smoky's eating, (somewhat) its really weird. But me, I just sit in my doghouse. She got a peice of food and it was like it was chasing me for two minutes, I wouldn't even be near it. Anyfur have any suggestions? /:
Tonight she's gonna try putting Smoky in the pen, boy I hope we don't start a fight ...and that I eat!
Well lastnite around midnight (of course Mommy was up on the phone with friends ;) we were barking like craaaaaazy and someone was squealing. Guess that doesn't sound too normal, so she came downstairs and we had something in a tree. We got it down, pinned it up against our pen, and fought. Poor little brudder Smoky squealed some, (guess I'm a little older, AND a little tougher...) but we finally killed it. I'm not hurt, as far as Mommy can see. She's gonna have to suck up her girliness and walk us today, to check us out. We'll be prepared fur her to scream when she sees the poor animal...
Anyway, lastnight we both had the racoon's blood on our noses!!!