Merry Christmas and have a happy New Year! Let's see what my new year will be like...
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Party Animal
I just had my 3rd birthday. Time really does fly by fast. Do I look older here?
Kimberly prepared this for my birthday. She got tiny balloons and stuck them to the wall, which I think is pretty funny. I want to thank her for her effort in making me feel special on my birthday.
The cupcake was pretty. The icing is so colorful, it really look yummy. Too bad I didn't got to taste it, not even a single bite! I'm not allowed to eat sweets. (The truth is, I didn't even know the cupcake was actually food.)
Kim really like the idea of a mini-celebration for my birthday, that she even made this...
The scrapbook collage is really cute! Darlene thinks it's funny, especially the picture of Kim and I trying to blow the candle on the cupcake. Dogs can't blow! What is Kim thinking?? Anyway, she blew the candle herself.
Neck Scratch
In this picture, Jennifer was nice enough to give me a neck scratch. I can tell that people here are getting pretty annoyed scratching my neck. Maybe because I ask it too often. And I also ask for it at the wrong time. I like getting it all of the time, but since I cannot make that happen (no matter how cute I am), I choose the best time to get it is before and after a good night sleep.
When it's bedtime, I'd jump up on a bed of someone I suspect is still awake enough to give me a neck scratch. It usually is Kim or Jen. I'd sit beside them and tap their hand with my paw or my mouth. They get the sign that I want a good neck scratch and start giving it to me. The problem is, I sometimes want a good neck scratch in the middle of the night. And having a dog sitting beside you on your bed in the middle of the night while you are sound asleep scares the hell out of them.
If you want to make your dogs happy, I suggest giving them a good neck scratch aside from a tummy rub.
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Ride With Me
I found another picture of me in my picture archives. If you have Kimberly around, you'll sure have a lot of pictures.
Here's a "cool" picture of me riding a motor bike. I'm not actually riding it.. I'm just sat on it. It's not even our motorcycle. It belongs to our neighbor. He park it there, and since he's not around... I decided to mess around with it. Well, it's not exactly my idea, it's Kimberly's plan to sit me here. So if the owner finds out, it's Kimberly's fault.
Somewhere Out There
Here I am peeking outside. I want to go out but they won't allow me for dozens of reasons. Aside from getting dirty, I also pick fights with stray cats I see outside. I'd try to chase them down. I never got near one though since I am on a leash.
They also say I might get caught with those nasty unwanted flea and ticks other dogs and cats leave behind. I don't want those pesky parasites because they itch a lot! So, I guess it's better for me to just stay indoors.
By the way, after this picture was shot, it's bath time for me. I'm not suppose to lie down on the concrete floor outside.
Boo! I See You!
They'd hide around the house and call out my name for me to look for them.
Back when I was younger, I wasn't too good in playing this game. I'm not used to using my sense of smell so it doesn't help me finding the person hiding. But now, I'm the master of this game! I can find anyone within a couple of minutes. I have a strong sense of smell that can track down anybody.
I hate it when they decided to cheat. I cannot open doors and go out by myself. So, I consider hiding outside as cheating because they are hiding somewhere impossible for me to catch them.
In this game, I'm always the "it". I never tried hiding for them to find me. I'm bad in hiding. I always tend to forget to hide myself properly when I try to hide. When my head is hidden, I always think my entire body is covered as well. It's also hard to hide when you hide a tail. There are times when I am unaware that my tail is hanging out of my hiding place.
The Prince and the PomPom
I was browsing through my old pictures when I find this...
I remember this picture! It was when I met a puppy for the first time. You see, there's not a lot of friendly dogs in my neighborhood. Most of them are, like me, kept indoors or what I call a "house pet". The dogs that I do see walking around outside most of the time are stray dogs. You do not want to get near a stray dog, they are savage!
So, how did this tiny puppy end up in my house? It all started when Kimberly fell for it's cuteness. The owner was showing off his new puppy to us and Kim made a wrong move and decided to hold it. Since Kim was holding it, she can smell how stinky this tiny stink-bomb is! I was surprise to find out that not all dogs smell as good as me. So that explains why I'm known as the "dog who smells good" around my neighborhood.
The owner then started forcing Kim to give his puppy a bath. He was really fooling her into giving his smelly dog a bath. I remembered he was starting to get annoying at one point. Kimberly then decided to give the puppy a bath.
At first I thought this puppy was a toy. If you saw the size of the puppy, he really does look like a stuff toy. I thought Kim bought me a new toy to play with. I was trying to reach it from her but she won't give me the pup. I then realize it was actually a living thing when it started to move.
I was a bit mad at Kim for using my shampoo on a stranger. But I thought that this dog really needs it judging on how stinky he smelled.
After giving the dog a shower, Kim started drying off the dog. That's when the stink came out even more! Our house began to smell like a stinky damp dog. Mommy was surprised how stinky our house was and started to spray Febreze everywhere.
After the bath, Kim decided to let it walk around our house for a while. I saw he was also scared because he was shivering. Or maybe he was traumatized by the bath, I'm not sure.
If you look at the picture closely, you'd see that I have a curious expression on my face. Like I said, it's my first time to get near another dog. To tell you the truth, even after a bath, the puppy still stinks!
Later I heard that the puppy is a princess shih tzu breed. But he's a male, so does it make him a "prince"? I was starting to wonder if he wanted me to call him "majesty".
I remember this picture! It was when I met a puppy for the first time. You see, there's not a lot of friendly dogs in my neighborhood. Most of them are, like me, kept indoors or what I call a "house pet". The dogs that I do see walking around outside most of the time are stray dogs. You do not want to get near a stray dog, they are savage!
So, how did this tiny puppy end up in my house? It all started when Kimberly fell for it's cuteness. The owner was showing off his new puppy to us and Kim made a wrong move and decided to hold it. Since Kim was holding it, she can smell how stinky this tiny stink-bomb is! I was surprise to find out that not all dogs smell as good as me. So that explains why I'm known as the "dog who smells good" around my neighborhood.
The owner then started forcing Kim to give his puppy a bath. He was really fooling her into giving his smelly dog a bath. I remembered he was starting to get annoying at one point. Kimberly then decided to give the puppy a bath.
At first I thought this puppy was a toy. If you saw the size of the puppy, he really does look like a stuff toy. I thought Kim bought me a new toy to play with. I was trying to reach it from her but she won't give me the pup. I then realize it was actually a living thing when it started to move.
I was a bit mad at Kim for using my shampoo on a stranger. But I thought that this dog really needs it judging on how stinky he smelled.
After giving the dog a shower, Kim started drying off the dog. That's when the stink came out even more! Our house began to smell like a stinky damp dog. Mommy was surprised how stinky our house was and started to spray Febreze everywhere.
After the bath, Kim decided to let it walk around our house for a while. I saw he was also scared because he was shivering. Or maybe he was traumatized by the bath, I'm not sure.
If you look at the picture closely, you'd see that I have a curious expression on my face. Like I said, it's my first time to get near another dog. To tell you the truth, even after a bath, the puppy still stinks!
Later I heard that the puppy is a princess shih tzu breed. But he's a male, so does it make him a "prince"? I was starting to wonder if he wanted me to call him "majesty".
What's My Name
Do you ever wonder how my name was chosen? No, it's not because I look like a Coco Puff cereal. They didn't get my name from a cereal, from hot cocoa drinks, or from a coconut tree, they got it from Coco Chanel.
On the way to pick me up, Jennifer and Kimberly were in the car trying to come up with different names that they think would suit a dog they have never met yet. It's kind of hard giving a name to someone you haven't actually seen yet. Kim kept coming up with crazy names like "Taco", "Cotton Candy" and "Caramel". Looking back, I'm quite thankful no one agreed with the names she thought. Everyone said the names Kim think of are just stupid and isn't suitable for a dog.They got to the house where they were picking me up and still haven't thought of a good name yet. Wait a minute... Actually, they all thought they were going to get a male dog and not a female. The owner said her dog gave birth to all male puppies. So, were they thinking of boys' names all along?
Then, I heard the owner said "Okay, choose one puppy!". You see, me and my brothers were all roaming around the living room. My birth father was also there, trying to catch someone's attention in giving him a tummy rub. Now I know where I got that from...
So, when it's time for Kim to choose one puppy, all of my brothers hid. They all run behind the couch, away from Kim. I'm not sure if I'm suppose to get angry with them because they didn't shared their plan with me. When Kim picked me up, the owner finally told her that what they got is the only female among the litter.
Turns out, getting chosen isn't such a bad thing. I'm quite glad I got into this family who loves me so much. Now... back to the main story... my name.
Now, Kim got me to lie down on her lap in the car ride to my new home. I was sound asleep but I can still hear her insisting the name "Caramel" because of my color. Luckily, Jen came up with the most wonderful name, "Coco!". Darlene and Mommy quickly agreed with the name Jen came up with. I don't know if they did that because it was the best name for me or they just want Kim to stop coming up with those stupid names.
The first time a got to learn my name is when I was 3 months old. I was hanging out in the kitchen when someone shouted "Coco!". I suddenly knew they were calling me and quickly ran to where they were. Everybody was so happy at this moment.
From then on, I knew my name is "Coco". It's shirt, nice and easy to remember. So, when you see me, just say "Coco!" and you'll catch my attention.
Sleeping Habit Part 2
FYI, I HATE Hello Kitty.
What's Wrong With Me?
I'm sad because I'm sick again. Actually, I don't feel sick at all, but my body tells me otherwise. Lately, I've noticed that I have the urge to pee a lot. I've been peeing more than I used to. I thought it wasn't serious since it might just be connected with drinking more water but it wasn't. I'm not a vampire so I do not drink blood. But why does blood come out of my pee?
That's the big question Kimberly and Mommy asked the vet yesterday. I was very terrified to be in the vet's clinic. The doctor tried checking me up, pressing my stomach a lot to see if it hurts me. It doesn't. So the tests began...
At first there's the X-ray. I have to lie down flat on the machine. I saw the pictures of my insides very clearly. I even saw my tiny heart. The x-ray didn't hurt, well, I'm not complaining about the people who pinned me down to the table. The next test hurt a lot, it's the blood test! I hate needles. The only time I like needles is when Jennifer is sewing up my stuffed toys. I was so scared to see a needle so Mommy tried to calm me down. The doctor took a lot of my blood for samples to run the test. Then she told us she also needs a urine sample. Well, I think we should have started with that since that's my main problem after all! I forced myself to pee in the clinic so I won't have to go back.
Now... is the most terrible part of all... Waiting for my tests results. I still don't know what I have and it's worrying me sick. Literally! I got a fever today.
That's the big question Kimberly and Mommy asked the vet yesterday. I was very terrified to be in the vet's clinic. The doctor tried checking me up, pressing my stomach a lot to see if it hurts me. It doesn't. So the tests began...
At first there's the X-ray. I have to lie down flat on the machine. I saw the pictures of my insides very clearly. I even saw my tiny heart. The x-ray didn't hurt, well, I'm not complaining about the people who pinned me down to the table. The next test hurt a lot, it's the blood test! I hate needles. The only time I like needles is when Jennifer is sewing up my stuffed toys. I was so scared to see a needle so Mommy tried to calm me down. The doctor took a lot of my blood for samples to run the test. Then she told us she also needs a urine sample. Well, I think we should have started with that since that's my main problem after all! I forced myself to pee in the clinic so I won't have to go back.
Now... is the most terrible part of all... Waiting for my tests results. I still don't know what I have and it's worrying me sick. Literally! I got a fever today.
Spare Me Some Food
I am not proud of this... This is a picture of me begging for food.
Puppy eyes don't work in begging for tasty snacks. That's why I have to try and act 'cute' so they'd give me whatever it is they are eating. It doesn't always work, but it's worth giving a try.Please
My Halloween (A Short Story)
*sniff *sniff
I'm sick right now. Yesterday's trip to the vet didn't turn out so good. Actually, I was tricked into going to the vet! It all started like this...
I woke up on a beautiful Saturday morning very happy. I was in the playful mode and wanted to wrestle all my stuff toys. Then suddenly, Jennifer said I'm going out with her. Adrenaline rushed into my brains and got me so excited! I'm going to ride the car and drive off to some place. I didn't know where we were going...
Jennifer, Darlene and me were all squeezed in the front seats of the car. I tried to behave on the trip. I just looked out the window and watch the other cars passed by. Usually, I'd act like a spoiled brat and cry all the way to our destination but I didn't want to upset Darlene anymore. Her threats are a bit intimidating. I was in a good mood until suddenly, Darlene made a familiar turn.
The car turned and drove off a familiar street. Wait a minute! I know where we are heading! The moment I sensed this detour, I started to panic. "Please! Get me out of here!" I wanted to get off the car but couldn't. I know we are headed for the worst... We are heading to the vet clinic.
From that moment on, I hated Darlene and Jennifer for making a fool out of me. To get my revenge, I annoyed them by crying loudly all the way. I didn't stop not until we parked the car outside the worst place on earth.
I entered the clinic shivering. Not that it was cold, but my brain sense something bad is going to happen. Jennifer registered my name on the list. I saw two guys seated in the waiting area. Some good was on my side when I saw a pet cat inside a crate. I can't even bring myself to growl and bark at the cat due to so terrified of what's going to happen to me.
My heart began pounding really fast. I was shivering a little. Jennifer, who was carrying me noticed it and started to make fun of me. I'm not the only one scared to death! Other dogs there were also shivering scared. There was a poodle, who was in line behind me, calling his owner and trying to lure her towards the exit door. Those pets who weren't scared are too young or stupid (or both) to realize what their owners has gotten them into. A rush of blood shot to my head when my name was called.
No matter how nice my doctor is, I still think she's the scariest lady on earth. Jennifer put me down on that cold steel table and left me there. I thought I was being sold because they started to weigh me and check my appearance. If I didn't pee before leaving home, I really would've peed on the table.
Then the doctor injected me with my vaccine. As if one shot wasn't painful enough, she shot me twice! It was painful! I was expecting to turn into a monster next but luckily, nothing happened. I didn't morphed into a monster-like creature. After that, the doctor said I can go home.
I got home really excited to see Mommy and Kim again. I played a little and ate my lunch. Then I started feeling weird. I was beginning to feel hot and weak. I must've fell asleep because next thing I know, I woke up beside Kim who's cuddling me. I didn't want to move nor did I feel like moving at all. I just wanted to rest. So I went back to sleep.
I was burning up. Kim said I had a fever. I just lied down on the couch the whole evening. Aside from the fever, my body was also painful. No one dared to carry me because I'd whimper if someone moved me. I was in pain and they all knew it.
I fell asleep straight through the night I was surprised to see that it was already morning when I woke up. I really got a good night sleep. Maybe because of the medicine Kim gave me.
I'm feeling much better now. I still have a slight fever but I expect to be well soon. I'm so happy I'm getting back to my normal self again. Kim said I may be having a bit of a grudge against Jennifer, because she's the one who brought me to the doctor, but I don't.
Really, I don't.
I'm sick right now. Yesterday's trip to the vet didn't turn out so good. Actually, I was tricked into going to the vet! It all started like this...
I woke up on a beautiful Saturday morning very happy. I was in the playful mode and wanted to wrestle all my stuff toys. Then suddenly, Jennifer said I'm going out with her. Adrenaline rushed into my brains and got me so excited! I'm going to ride the car and drive off to some place. I didn't know where we were going...
Jennifer, Darlene and me were all squeezed in the front seats of the car. I tried to behave on the trip. I just looked out the window and watch the other cars passed by. Usually, I'd act like a spoiled brat and cry all the way to our destination but I didn't want to upset Darlene anymore. Her threats are a bit intimidating. I was in a good mood until suddenly, Darlene made a familiar turn.
The car turned and drove off a familiar street. Wait a minute! I know where we are heading! The moment I sensed this detour, I started to panic. "Please! Get me out of here!" I wanted to get off the car but couldn't. I know we are headed for the worst... We are heading to the vet clinic.
From that moment on, I hated Darlene and Jennifer for making a fool out of me. To get my revenge, I annoyed them by crying loudly all the way. I didn't stop not until we parked the car outside the worst place on earth.
I entered the clinic shivering. Not that it was cold, but my brain sense something bad is going to happen. Jennifer registered my name on the list. I saw two guys seated in the waiting area. Some good was on my side when I saw a pet cat inside a crate. I can't even bring myself to growl and bark at the cat due to so terrified of what's going to happen to me.
My heart began pounding really fast. I was shivering a little. Jennifer, who was carrying me noticed it and started to make fun of me. I'm not the only one scared to death! Other dogs there were also shivering scared. There was a poodle, who was in line behind me, calling his owner and trying to lure her towards the exit door. Those pets who weren't scared are too young or stupid (or both) to realize what their owners has gotten them into. A rush of blood shot to my head when my name was called.
No matter how nice my doctor is, I still think she's the scariest lady on earth. Jennifer put me down on that cold steel table and left me there. I thought I was being sold because they started to weigh me and check my appearance. If I didn't pee before leaving home, I really would've peed on the table.
Then the doctor injected me with my vaccine. As if one shot wasn't painful enough, she shot me twice! It was painful! I was expecting to turn into a monster next but luckily, nothing happened. I didn't morphed into a monster-like creature. After that, the doctor said I can go home.
I got home really excited to see Mommy and Kim again. I played a little and ate my lunch. Then I started feeling weird. I was beginning to feel hot and weak. I must've fell asleep because next thing I know, I woke up beside Kim who's cuddling me. I didn't want to move nor did I feel like moving at all. I just wanted to rest. So I went back to sleep.
I was burning up. Kim said I had a fever. I just lied down on the couch the whole evening. Aside from the fever, my body was also painful. No one dared to carry me because I'd whimper if someone moved me. I was in pain and they all knew it.
I fell asleep straight through the night I was surprised to see that it was already morning when I woke up. I really got a good night sleep. Maybe because of the medicine Kim gave me.
I'm feeling much better now. I still have a slight fever but I expect to be well soon. I'm so happy I'm getting back to my normal self again. Kim said I may be having a bit of a grudge against Jennifer, because she's the one who brought me to the doctor, but I don't.
Really, I don't.
New Way of Eating
Army Dog
Another picture from my archive.
I remember this picture... I just had the (worst) fur-cut. Notice that the fur around my head is shorter than how it's suppose to be. The cut felt like I had the army "crew cut" and look how Jennifer's sense of humor is! She made me an outfit to match my hair-cut. As if having the cut isn't bad enough....
I did not want to show myself in this picture so I just let them take a picture of my back.
Sleeping Habits
Can you guess what I'm doing under the couch? No, I am not hiding nor am I reaching for a toy stuck under there, believe it or not, I am sleeping.
The paws raised up is my favorite sleeping position. I just feel so stretched and comfortable with my paws up against something.
Aside from the couch, I also love using table legs to help me with my sleeping position. Boy, do I look huge in this picture. Look at the size of my body! So, my family aren't lying when they're complaining that I'm heavy to carry around...
I'm really starting to think that whoever's been taking these pictures of me sleeping could potentially be my stalker. Can you believe that they've been following me around, waiting for me to take a nap... Anyway, here I am again on a different table leg.
Old Pictures
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I got some old pictures that I haven't posted up here in my blog yet.Here's an old school picture of me. You can't deny that I look super cool in this picture.
Worn Out
Someone (Kimberly) gave this "brilliant" idea that it would be better if I always wear clothes.
Can you tell that I'm not so happy about it. I only have a top on because I won't be able to go potty by myself if I also have a skirt.
Anyway, I think pink looks good on me.
What's Up Doc?
At first I was surprised. "What is this?! Are they giving me carrots? Do I look like a rabbit?" But Kimberly gave me a piece of carrot to chew on. I thought she had gone blind and either thought the carrot is a dog treat or she has mistaken me for a large brown rabbit.
Then she said that she saw on TV that chewing on carrots is a good natural way for dogs to clean their teeth.And so I started chewing on that carrot like Bugs Bunny. I don't usually like eating vegetables. They taste weird. Carrots taste good, but not better than my dog treats. I won't be eating this often. I'm afraid my fur might turn orange.
A not so Happy Meal
I remember when I was still a young innocent puppy, whenever I hear the sound of dog food falling into my metal bowl, I'd quickly come running. I was too excited for my meal. Things have changed now...
Somehow, I'm not that excited anymore. Especially after having the chance to taste the different food my family has been eating!
Sometimes, I'm just too lazy to stand up and eat my food properly.
Why won't they give me a sandwich instead? I love bread so much more than dog food.
This Is Why I'm PHAT.
Why am I under the couch hiding? Well... Over the past few months, I have grown heavy. I really do not know what's the culprit behind my weight gain. I hate my dog food. Have you every tried eating the same food every single meal every day for the rest of your life? I don't think so. I'm just forcing myself to eat the same food during every meal. The taste makes me sick, but, I have no choice if I'm hungry.
There are those days when I would not touch my food. Kimberly or Jennifer, the two who usually feeds me, used to mix in other tasty food with my normal dog food. They tried mixing it with canned food, or mix in some gravy. The first few times of eating this is good. I'd chow down everything in my plate within seconds. But, when they keep serving the same "recipe", it could be boring. I'd stop eating again and they'd have to think of something new to serve me. Sometimes they'd mix in some dog treats since they know I love my treats. I'd always eat this dog food and treats recipe. Then, my family start to notice that I'm becoming heavier when they carry me. They complain how heavy I am when they carry me outside. If I don't eat, they'd get mad, if I do eat, they'd complain. What do they really want me to do?
Darlene then came to a conclusion that the dog treats might be causing me to be fat. So, they cut down my dog treat serving. Now, my dog food is served plain, no special additives. And they're giving me less treats too.
My neighbors have started to notice my weight gain problem. They've been saying that I'm chubbier now than how I was before. What makes me fat all of a sudden? Is it my love for carbs? I know too much carbohydrates could be bad for you, but I just love bread!
What should I do?
A Hot Summer Day
I wasn't able to post anything new here lately because I have been so lazy these past few months. Summer can be really hot here and all I wanted to do during those times is to lie down in front of the electric fan and sleep. I didn't move that much because it'll only make me feel warmer. Although I shed some of my fur, it was still hot!
Here's a photo of me outside. My family decided to get ice cream and brought me along. To tell you the truth, I really thought they'd order me a sundae or something... but they didn't. They didn't even let any food near me!
They even had me wore an underwear and tied me up around the chair. I don't know how ridiculous my situation there was. But at least I'm sitting on a chair.
I remember this day very clearly. And I do not want to go back there again. I think I forgot to tell you the worst part of this trip was... Before everyone finished eating, the wind started to blow really strong. The wind just kept blowing stronger and stronger. So strong that the huge parasol covering us fell. And it almost fell on me. I almost died that day! I definitely wouldn't survive is a parasol squeesh me. Good thing Kim is fast enough to get me out of that chair before the parasol fell. She was really quick, because as you can see, I was tied up to the chair!
Next time they're getting ice cream, I'd rather stay at home.
Our Daily Bread
I can't resist bread! I just love bread! That's why my favorite meal of the day is breakfast! That's when they eat bread. Just getting a sniff of bread gets me running to the dining table. I even wake up when I'm napping just to get a piece of it. I guess I'm that crazy for bread.
Chester
Talk about annoying... Here I am sleeping and Kim decided to take my picture. She'd disturbing my nap! Here I am with Chester, one of my many toys. Aside from a good wrestling buddy, Chester can be a soft and comfy pillow! To tell you the truth, I'm using Chester as a pillow so that no one can get it from me. I do not like other people touching my toys.
I'm selfish especially if it's a new toy. I'd sleep with my toy or touch it so that I'll know if someone tries to move it.
Treat or Retreat
I feel like Kim's torturing me into not eating my treat. It's a new trick they thought of. "Stay". Of course, for me, this is the worst trick to do. Look, there's the treat right there, only inches away from my watering mouth, and yet, I'm not allowed to have it.
I have to "stay" still for a while, and stare at my treat. Torture I tell you, TORTURE!
It'a Bath Time.... again!
I don't know how often dogs should take a bath, but, I think mine is over the normal limit. I must take a bath at least twice a week. And of all the things I can be afraid of, I am embarassingly terrified of water. Mommy usually is the one to give me a bath. So, when I see Mommy preparing my bath things, like the shampoo, towel and the chair which Mommy sits on, I quickly run away. I try to hide behind the couch or under the tables, but it's no use.
Here I am waiting for my fur to dry. It's usually Jennifer who brushes me to dry but Mommy or Kim also does this. It takes a while for me to dry up. I do not like blow dryers because the sound scares me. I also don't like the heat coming out from it.
Mommy's trying to make a mohawk out of my fur. I guess she was able to make a little mohawk out of it.
Mommy's trying to make a mohawk out of my fur. I guess she was able to make a little mohawk out of it.
Will Do Tricks for Food
I am a smart dog. I know a lot of tricks. Jennifer and Kimberly have the patience to teach me a lot of tricks. I do not know what's the point of all of it, but, I obediently learn them. I don't have any choice you see, especially if Kim is your teacher. She forces me to learn those tricks.I have mastered the sit, lie down, stand up, turn around, roll over, shake hands and "Bang" and I'm dead tricks. To tell you the truth, I only do those tricks to receive the greatest gift of all -treats, which are my favorite! I usually won't move a muscle without my treats.
So, this picture is kind of true. I will ONLY do tricks for treats.
New Year's Resolution
Now that it's a start of a brand new year, I thought about having a New Year's Resolution of my own. I thought about so many things that I can change - try to bark less, try not to get too mad when people and other animals tresspass on my property, try to exercise by running around the house more, try to not ask for food too much. But among all those, I think what I really need to do is try to be more friendly.
I think I'm an anti-social dog. I thought of everyone as intruders. I get so mad and barked like crazy when someone crosses my (invisible) line. If someone knocks on our door for the first time, they'd sure be surprised by a small dog charging it's way to the door to bark the hell out of them. I also bark at birds who might just be resting on the ground. I bark at my neighbor dogs who might think I'm crazy by now. I see their faces, all my neighbor dogs ignore me. One time, I had this tiny chihuahua visiting me, he was taking a stroll then stopped in front of me. But, I can't help myself and I barked him to go away. I never got a visitor ever since. Do you think they gossip about me? Talking about how crazy and noisy that fluffy brown dog is?
I should be more friendly towards other dogs and kids alike. I like kids. There's a couple of little kids I recognize now that I do not bark at. But the neighborhood has a whole lot of kids that are terrified by me. When walking around outside, I can hear them talking about me. Saying how vicious I am. It's not a good thing to say. There's even one time when this one kid would tease me and dance outside my door. He knows I won't be able to chase him down since the door is locked. That kid is really annoying!
So, for this year, I need to try and befriend at least someone or some dog around the neighborhood. I need a friend.
I think I'm an anti-social dog. I thought of everyone as intruders. I get so mad and barked like crazy when someone crosses my (invisible) line. If someone knocks on our door for the first time, they'd sure be surprised by a small dog charging it's way to the door to bark the hell out of them. I also bark at birds who might just be resting on the ground. I bark at my neighbor dogs who might think I'm crazy by now. I see their faces, all my neighbor dogs ignore me. One time, I had this tiny chihuahua visiting me, he was taking a stroll then stopped in front of me. But, I can't help myself and I barked him to go away. I never got a visitor ever since. Do you think they gossip about me? Talking about how crazy and noisy that fluffy brown dog is?
I should be more friendly towards other dogs and kids alike. I like kids. There's a couple of little kids I recognize now that I do not bark at. But the neighborhood has a whole lot of kids that are terrified by me. When walking around outside, I can hear them talking about me. Saying how vicious I am. It's not a good thing to say. There's even one time when this one kid would tease me and dance outside my door. He knows I won't be able to chase him down since the door is locked. That kid is really annoying!
So, for this year, I need to try and befriend at least someone or some dog around the neighborhood. I need a friend.
