Happy Halloween!

Well, it's bright and sunny and the leaves are all beautiful and bright and it's the perfect day to have some candy! Actually, I'm not allowed to have candy, but maybe Mami will give me some apple treats. Yummy! It's all very exciting. I can't wait to bark at all the little kids who come trick or treating at the door!

I'm so famous

There is a pumpkin-decorating contest at Mami's office this week, and she decided to paint her pumpking with a portrait of me in a big green witch hat. Luckily, I didn't have to sit still to model for her, she looked at a photo of me instead. I think it came out kinda nice, although my ears are more majestic in real life. I hope she wins!

Halloween's coming

Mami brought home a choodle-sized pumpkin last night, and I had fun rolling it all around the living room floor, that is, until I figured out how tasty pumpkin tops are, and then I set to work chewing until it was confiscated. I guess Halloween is next Tuesday, and we'll probably have lots of trick or treaters, but our big party isn't until next weekend. I can't wait! 50 of my favorite people all hanging out in our house. It's going to be so much fun! And I don't even have to dress up! Although Mami might let me wear my bling collar. It's got my name in rhinestones on it. It's pretty hot.

Weekend stuff

It was a pretty nice weekend, even though Mami and Papi both had to work. I still got some yard time, and some lap time, and some popcorn on the couch.
I did have a rough time last night, though. I guess I finally ticked off Lulu a little too much, because when I was chasing her around the house, instead of her running away, she turned around all of a sudden and scratched my back leg really hard. I screamed and screamed and limped around and Mami had to pick me up and make sure I was okay. I guess 'cause I wasn't bleeding or anything, she said I would be alright, but she didn't know how bad it felt! She told me to stop chasing the cat and I wouldn't get hurt. She doesn't know how Lulu taunts me!

Spooky time

It's almost Halloween time, and you know what that means? Lots of scary things! For instance, tight fitting dog costumes with hats that crunch up your ears and icky scratchy material. Mami has promised me that this year, I don't have to wear a costume like I did last year. I hate getting dressed up. My friend Sophie is going to be a princess this year, but she said she doesn't mind the big pink dress, although the pointy hat makes her a little sad.
But my point is there are a lot of dangerous things that happen around Halloween. Stupid people sometimes do mean things to black cats like Lulu, and little kids, and sometimes grownups, forget that chocolate is poisonous to us dogs, and they leave their candy around for us to get into. That can make dogs really sick, especially little ones like me.
So remember to treat your doggy and kitty friends nice on Halloween. Don't make them wear silly things unless they like it, and keep your candy out of our paws, cause we'll eat it, wrappers and all!

Snugs

One of my absolute favorite places to sleep is on Papi's chest when he's watching t.v. at night. It is the warmest, safest, cuddliest place ever. I get so relaxed that if someone tries to rub my ears when I'm there, I usually grab their fingers with my teeth. I just want to be left alone to dream.

Bad trip

Well, I finally did it. I ate something that wasn't edible, and this time I got sick.
As usual, it seemed like a good idea at the time. Mami was out weeding the backyard and I was playing ball with Papi, when I spotted a succulent looking shelf mushroom growing out of the side of a piece of wood. Since no one was paying attention, I scooted myself over to the mushroom and ate a big piece before anyone noticed, but then Mami saw me and chased me off.
Everything seemed fine until about an hour later, when I started to feel kinda funky. Real funky. I threw up about three times, and then Mami called the vet. They told her to take me in right away, so I got put into my carrier and they took me to the vet. That's me sitting in the waiting room.
I got poked and prodded and squeezed, but they finally decided I wasn't poisoned, just sickish, and I got sent back home to go to bed. Mami wouldn't let me back outside and she wouldn't take me for a walk til I felt better. I told her I felt fine but she didn't believe me.
Next time, I'm going to stay away from mushrooms. They're tasty, but I don't care for what happens afterward.

Ferocious

Most people don't think I'm a very fierce dog, and well, they're usually right. But when it comes to pillows, I'm awfully mean.
There's one particular pillow I hate more than others. It's this little pink one on the guest bed. I've already killed it several times and ripped out its stuffing, but Mami keeps fixing it and putting it back.
Last night, she got out her sewing machine and fixed two pillows that I killed, and then restuffed them and put them back.
This morning, after I got up, I went into the guest room and found that pink pillow sitting there and staring at me. I just couldn't take it. I jumped up onto the bed and ripped it apart.
By the time Mami found it, I was long gone, but she figured out pretty quickly what had happened. I tried to sneak away but she looked me in the eye and I knew I was in trouble.
Now the pillow is in the repair bag, and I'm in the metaphorical dog house. Again.

Crazy hair day

I had my first bath at the new house. I didn' t care for it much, I must say. This time I got popped into the kitchen sink, and they used a hand sprayer on me, which was not fun and blew my fur all over the place. Ick.
I did enjoy running around afterwards to dry myself off. I kind of have crazy hair when it dries out. Mami blames the poodle side of me. It sticks up in front and waves out the sides. But it feels nice and fluffy, and I look about five pounds bigger until it flattens out again.

Lulu chat

It's gotten pretty cold and rainy here the last couple of days, but I've been curled up in Mami's bathrobe keeping warm.
Emma has this new thing where she goes outside all the time, but I don' t like it one bit. I never get to go outside, I have to sit by the window and watch. Sometimes I stand up and scratch the glass and yell, but Mami never lets me come out.
It isn't fair, because I can see all kinds of tasty birds and bugs and things outside, things Emma doesn't even look at. I don't see why I can't have a morning trip into the yard. I'm sure it would be nice to roll around in the grass and maybe climb a tree or two. But I never get the chance. Mami's too fast for me, and she closes the door before I can make a run for it.

Que fancy~

Yesterday was a big day, because I got two packages in the mail! One was from my Aunty Tiffany in Las Vegas, who sent me a super cool black biker tank top with a glitter skull on it, and the other was a big box from my Abuela in Albuquerque, and she sent me this fancy Chinese dress. I really like to wear the tank top around the house, but the dress is so fancy I can only wear it on very special occasions, but it fits me perfectly. Thanks guys!

Among the flowers

One of the best things about having a yard is there's just so much to do. For instance, I can spend ten minutes chewing bark on the eucalyptus tree, and then go play ball for awhile, and then afterward I can eat grass, and then I can start all over again. Now I go outside every morning as soon as I wake up, and then I get to eat breakfast afterward. It's a lot of fun. And I go outside again when Mami comes home, and I run and run and run.
Tonight I have another play date with Sophie. I hope she doesn' t growl at me too much. I kinda get scared when she does that. I prefer to be the growler.

Troublemaker

Well, I'm in a little bit of trouble. You see, I've got this new habit that Mami doesn't like so much. I've discovered that it's easier to just go to the bathroom under the dining room table rather than walk the extra few steps to my litter box.
I'm not sure why that makes her so angry, I mean, it's not that much of a mess. Well, ok, maybe it is, cause she has to mop it up and then put down enzyme stuff.
But now she's put boards in between the legs of the dining room chairs so I can't get back there. I'm not sure what my next move will be. Either I'll go back to using the box, or maybe I'll just find a new, more private spot.

My friend Sophie

This is my new friend Sophie. She came over for a play date on Saturday. It was pretty fun. We ran around the yard and wrestled and jumped and played ball. Sophie is only 12 weeks old, just a baby, but she's already bigger than me, because she's a Cavalier spaniel, so she's going to be a big girl when she grows up.
I like her a lot, but not as much as my boyfriend Dewey, because he's so dreamy, even if he doesn't like to play with me.
I'm a little jealous because Sophie's fur is a lot softer! But I'm more delicate!

On alert

When Mami and Papi aren't home during the day, Lulu and I spend most of our time in the guest room, keeping watch on the neighborhood. There are a lot of things going on around us, like garbage trucks, kids on bicycles, golden retreivers on leashes, a lot of important things like that.
It's a good thing we have two windows, so we can monitor two sides of the house at once. It's also a good place to watch and see if Mami or Papi are coming home, and then we can pretend that we weren't barking or growling or misbehaving. And it's also a really good place to sleep when things are calm and there's no need to keep watch. It's not easy being in charge of the house.

Arrrr

Today is International Talk Like A Pirate Day! In our house, it started at 3:30 a.m. this morning when Lulu started making growling sounds. It turns out, it was just a hairball, but it woke everyone else in the house up, and then I started barking, and Mami had to get out of bed, and then Papi started talking in Pirate, which confused Mami for a minute until she realized what day it was.
Mami knows the founders of Talk Like A Pirate Day, and she said that everyone should check out their web site at www.talklikeapirate.com. It's pretty cool!

Exhausting weekend

Let me tell you, we've been going non-stop this weekend. This whole new house thing has really kept us busy, and this weekend was no exception. On Saturday, my grandparents and my great-grandma came down to visit, the one from Portland who takes care of me when Mami and Papi go on trips. It was so exciting to get to cuddle on her lap and fall asleep.
Then on Sunday there was lots of running around and long walks and then Mami, who was feeling kind of sickish, took a nap with me on the couch. That was very nice, although I snuck down once to see what Papi was doing, and then snuck back before she woke up.
Lulu and I also tried to see if we could escape from the house. Mami caught Lulu on top of the clothes hamper, trying to open the lock to the outside door, and I was underneath, waiting to run through if she succeeded. Unfortunately, we got caught and chased off.

Miss Lulu speaks

Hello all. I thought I'd wake up for a minute to add my thoughts to this whole new house idea. I will admit, at first I resisted the idea of a new place. I liked our old apartment, with the big windowsills and the baby gate across the kitchen so the dog couldn't get to my food.
But I have to agree with Emma that this new house is pretty spiffy. The guest room has a very spacious bed with not one but two windows facing different directions, so I can look out and enjoy the view.
My food is now provided on top of the dryer, which keeps it far out of Emma's reach, and there are multiple scratching rugs. Plus, I can climb onto almost every window in the house and see something new.
I don't care for the neighbor cats wandering around the yard and looking in, and the ceiling fans kind of freak me out, but all in all, it's a pretty fine place to be.

Sticks n such

Every morning, I get to go out and run around in the back yard before Mami goes to work, and I'm supposed to be getting business done while I'm out there. But frankly, I'd rather just run around and pick up sticks. There are a bunch of trees in the backyard, and so that means there are a lot of sticks to pick up. There's also bark dust, and old cherries and lots of other things to eat and chew and throw in the air, plus my pink and green tennis ball. Usually, I don't want to go back inside until Mami tricks me into coming inside and then shuts the door.

Queen of the Mountain

Lulu and I have been getting along really well in the new house. We especially like to share patches of sunshine in the guest room, which has two windows that we can look out of. When Mami waters the garden it gives us a good view of what's going on, and also, we can see all the neighbor cats as they pass by.
Every morning at about 8 a.m. when we wake up, we play "Queen of the Mountain," in Mami and Papi's bedroom. The goal is to take possession of the wingback chair in the corner. Sometimes I win, sometimes Lulu wins. It's pretty fun. We like to race around the house after we're done, and sometimes I get real barky. That's usually when Mami gets up to feed us. She says I'm a stinkbug. I'm not quite sure that's a compliment.