Monthly Archives: January 2010

Diary of a Tiny Puppy

When I was merely a wee pup, I kept a diary. It was nothing more than musings and daily adventures scribbled onto scraps of paper. I was digging around in the couch yesterday and found a scrap. It was chewed

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It’s still a squishy kind of day

7:20am: Asleep again. Dreaming about cats. ::twitch twitch yip:: 4:40pm: ::yawn:: Get up, stretch. The big people aren’t home yet. I want my dang chicken and rice. Go back to sleep in a huff. 5:30pm: I hear a car! ::yip

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It’s a squishy kind of day

12:23am: Bark at nothing for 20 minutes. I so love confounding the Big People. 2:20am: In a fit of boredom, crawl into the closet and pull out 8 socks of different colors. Stack them in the corner. 2:25am: Getting a

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Munch-howzens

I’m feeling so much better. It might have something to do with this awesome diet of rice and chicken, it might be the gross medicine the Big People force down my throat every couple of hours…naw, it’s the chicken. I

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Paging Dr. Pokey to Squishy’s Rear

I stood on the cold, metal shelf, shivering with horror as I saw the BP in blue scrubs come toward me with something pointy and plastic. At first, I thought he was going to shove it down my throat, but

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Chihuahua Powah

I would write a long post today, but I’m afraid I don’t have the energy. I’ve spent the whole day trying to get my bones back from Leeloo, who hath stolen them once again. I think she’s next on the

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Better than a bacon sandwich with bacon bread

The cat stared from across the room, a smug look plastered on his furry face. He knew he bested me by infiltrating my impenetrable fortress of laptop security. Cookies was a terrible password. Bacon even more so. He’ll never guess

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Brought to you by the letter Zzz

I am an expert in napping. The connoisseur of snooze. Sure, sleeping looks easy, but in order to do it properly, you need training, confidence, and commitment. Also, you need to adhere to the rules. That is why I bring

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The Kibble Quibble

I am a fan of kibble. A lot of us dogs don’t really like it, but to me, it’s an acquired taste, and I have acquired it well. My mother, Leeloo always tries to steal mine…and for some reason that

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Cabin fever and chicken bones

Why is it so cold outside? Since when does Florida have a winter? I miss the good old days of summer, when sweaters were taboo and the grass was warm. I would lie in the sun for hours, improving my

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