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.

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.

Holiday Cheer

Merry Christmas!!

Bubble Dreams

Here I am curious about Bubbles. What are they? At first I was so curious about what they are, I got a little afraid of it. Avoiding the floating bubbles coming towards me. I realized that you can't run away from the bubbles. Especially if you're on a bench and the only way to go is back or front. (FYI, I do not jump of the bench afraid my tiny legs won't be able to catch my fall.)

After being showered with bubbles, it was kind of fun playing with them. I think you imagined me popping the bubbles with my paws right? Well... you're WRONG! I do this instead....

It doesn't exactly work. And I think I look stupid trying to eat the bubbles.

I think too much bubbles can look scary. So I just sat still waiting for all of them to go away.

New Toys

Meet my 2 new toys, Jacob and Bone-Bone.

They usually give my toys names. And it's not because I befriend my toys. It's for me to know which toy they are referring to.

One of the games I love to play is hidden objects game. In my case, it's me searching for my toys around the house. They'd start the game by saying "Where's Jacob?". Upon hearing that, I'm set to look for Jacob around the house. Sniffing every corner there is and peeking every table top. This game is easy if you have a superb sense of smell, like me.

Imagine if they didn't named my toys. How will I know which toy I should find if they said, "Coco, where's your toy?" That'll be a hard game since I'll be looking for all my toys.

I just wish Jacob and Bone would live long. Most of my toy die quickly. (R.I.P. Mr. Turtle...)

Here Comes A Groom

The time has finally come that my fur has grown back. If you're my fan, you probably read the horrible fur-cut I had a few months back. I was almost bald back then, I almost looked like a chihuahua. You'd know that you have an ugly cut when your neighbor keeps on repeating "Oh... it's short.... your fur used to be long and pretty, but now.... it's short... really short." Well... enough with that because I'm back to the way I was.

But, as happy as I can be with my fur now, there's always a sad consequence - I have to go and get a fur-cut. And you know how terrified I am with that.

Mommy said she'd watch the groomer like a hawk this time. Any mistake and the grommer's dead! Mommy won't let any disaster happen to me again.

I never posted any photo of me with my horrible cut, and I know it makes you wonder what I look like. Since I'm back to normal, I finally decided to let the photos out, here's a before and after shot of me...

This is my "Before" shot...

And "After".