tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24741097950205730942024-03-14T01:02:48.911-07:00The Diary of Little Miss SaidieThese are the intimate, private thoughts of this single Boston Terrier.
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I like long walks on the beach, pulling stuffing out of monkeys, and the occasional taste of coffee! (Yes, I know it's bad for me, but it tastes sooooo good!)jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-74537588294565956332007-07-29T09:42:00.000-07:002007-07-29T10:23:38.954-07:00Summer lovin<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPrYS3hIwn83Ty2qiAgm9dqMEM08lFWty-wEXUHUyx526-uaBVj6YrkLe8U9VT0hZm0UZHWBfrH0VFHaw1nxQ26Dber1icegj05vbOvirQ7P5PPmoNN1ZCCAv_WNxURHq3-Jz8oEmHyyI/s1600-h/DSC03595.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPrYS3hIwn83Ty2qiAgm9dqMEM08lFWty-wEXUHUyx526-uaBVj6YrkLe8U9VT0hZm0UZHWBfrH0VFHaw1nxQ26Dber1icegj05vbOvirQ7P5PPmoNN1ZCCAv_WNxURHq3-Jz8oEmHyyI/s400/DSC03595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092664586001939746" /></a><br /><br />Really this is not my Elvis impression. I had some grass stuck in my upper lips.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1uJqECvhtFd9HTB38PAMfrMyymxhWWb3ZykGUoCgbLviP2Yz3x_z8IFmg10EzMSKIzADwqsxka8jAxA1BFfSx24WY9pHLBnTaUkq7GIy2C9HrzWvEpeW0SJXZ4nyxqE6nq5wBQxdDwNQ/s1600-h/July+20+2007+391.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1uJqECvhtFd9HTB38PAMfrMyymxhWWb3ZykGUoCgbLviP2Yz3x_z8IFmg10EzMSKIzADwqsxka8jAxA1BFfSx24WY9pHLBnTaUkq7GIy2C9HrzWvEpeW0SJXZ4nyxqE6nq5wBQxdDwNQ/s400/July+20+2007+391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092663069878484226" /></a><br /><br />I wish she'd stop with the damn photos and focus on the frisbee throwing. Focus, woman, focus!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMKlzRclfRMXHqLUmmng56FJvZThOerYc-AjjkYfOykaHtHlT_2nuPHWTn16S2jobVTAvV5UU1sEngDbxxwtSCswYsMuNRIAnFdl9zhVApmu555y-Cv3LBWiPTNcrAi868Q13rjoAM8Lg/s1600-h/DSC03580.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMKlzRclfRMXHqLUmmng56FJvZThOerYc-AjjkYfOykaHtHlT_2nuPHWTn16S2jobVTAvV5UU1sEngDbxxwtSCswYsMuNRIAnFdl9zhVApmu555y-Cv3LBWiPTNcrAi868Q13rjoAM8Lg/s400/DSC03580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092662120690711794" /></a><br /><br />That shirt that my mom is wearing makes her look fat. It's that peasant style - she's really not that fat. Also, I'd be in trouble is I was up on the table like Molly. Molly gets away with it because she's extremely cute.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-x34CtOT0MDfkmaJ5tOBiJkXAGp2AH0qFOeYIG7mdMkUxa2vfwmafNRZLmYiaQ2II4-yyqqO1szQJsP5WR0HXX6tF4-2mH3xp_e0EnPYE-6ibnLdgtmj5zcxV_Mnw097146BIsdPoM2c/s1600-h/DSC03586.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-x34CtOT0MDfkmaJ5tOBiJkXAGp2AH0qFOeYIG7mdMkUxa2vfwmafNRZLmYiaQ2II4-yyqqO1szQJsP5WR0HXX6tF4-2mH3xp_e0EnPYE-6ibnLdgtmj5zcxV_Mnw097146BIsdPoM2c/s400/DSC03586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092661231632481506" /></a><br /><br />I need a vacation. playing is tiresome.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-16012272825189772652007-07-22T12:36:00.000-07:002007-07-22T12:50:45.554-07:00Rest in Peace, Ruby<center><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzNT-2oXx_oWSPJX3rMy07Q7IqduTzZi_SrF6unSVEVSViOBzCjGnY9-BIHvvVh6KVLgXBllHujn11InI1hDxbz_Mivh5rJ4m_9saHQMi9vjNM44BJ_ZQknXABNDaQ5Aov2FudEVPmsic/s1600-h/gse_multipart13903.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzNT-2oXx_oWSPJX3rMy07Q7IqduTzZi_SrF6unSVEVSViOBzCjGnY9-BIHvvVh6KVLgXBllHujn11InI1hDxbz_Mivh5rJ4m_9saHQMi9vjNM44BJ_ZQknXABNDaQ5Aov2FudEVPmsic/s400/gse_multipart13903.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090108509230169282" /></a></center><br /><br /><br /><br />Another sad day for my mom and me. Ruby Cupcake died this morning after being at the vet for almost the last week. She had been having seizures for a while, but last Saturday she started having lots and went to the vet then. She got to go home on Friday with her humans (my mom's bff), but they started again this morning. Ruby didn't fight them, it was time to go over the rainbow bridge.<br /><br />Ruby was only 8 months old. :(<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYj7Wwtc-rX1IsnEG_8MS8TiMS_4w18hLNYJnDqejsb-LlW6wa1zfzgSjOEbCZr2j3DsSTutsyn2Tnc_2nTyNyGHLyplBTjQeaAR-pAjlYBUyaLeWRL3DqC3EQt5f2At1_oqY72zDyPhQ/s1600-h/02162007(001).jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYj7Wwtc-rX1IsnEG_8MS8TiMS_4w18hLNYJnDqejsb-LlW6wa1zfzgSjOEbCZr2j3DsSTutsyn2Tnc_2nTyNyGHLyplBTjQeaAR-pAjlYBUyaLeWRL3DqC3EQt5f2At1_oqY72zDyPhQ/s400/02162007(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090108921547029714" /></a><br /><br /><br />Sad Saidie ♥jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-36989318457724557032007-07-22T11:21:00.000-07:002007-07-22T12:36:14.942-07:00I love a good stick<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOOIWFhrR2nU6EkShAtfJHPlWr_dJ-SxnwGqzFqQ0A_bDKwnDRyglyXQrexehlb-ZKf52rpaVeW40Ex9oh9UjX5PwLX9hTCiPCLh1dAPdXpor-D4Dp9UqL8Xv73EkPjrLVhvXLWAMi4P4/s1600-h/HPIM0433.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOOIWFhrR2nU6EkShAtfJHPlWr_dJ-SxnwGqzFqQ0A_bDKwnDRyglyXQrexehlb-ZKf52rpaVeW40Ex9oh9UjX5PwLX9hTCiPCLh1dAPdXpor-D4Dp9UqL8Xv73EkPjrLVhvXLWAMi4P4/s400/HPIM0433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090107336704097458" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMICUrosvxsVcUmI-Qw127eV69_0fqOWStBeBR_iQeVJbyo8Z5ZqAl2Bh-sB0r9EF5I5oBNJkqfeyQpeXy6U5wsJM4Y1g71uN2paKYw6h2yNrFfl2SPCZk3AlzwluCPN0wkIdldN-4FGI/s1600-h/HPIM0435.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMICUrosvxsVcUmI-Qw127eV69_0fqOWStBeBR_iQeVJbyo8Z5ZqAl2Bh-sB0r9EF5I5oBNJkqfeyQpeXy6U5wsJM4Y1g71uN2paKYw6h2yNrFfl2SPCZk3AlzwluCPN0wkIdldN-4FGI/s400/HPIM0435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090089259186748514" /></a><br /><br />Where did the summer go? I got tothe park this morning and it was very wet and there was this mist hanging in the air. Those damn birds are hard to see and they kept diving at me out of no where. I'm just hanging out with this stick I found, waiting for some friends to show up.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl9TVwGnrL451kIKFI0cCoDCn_d2L82TvEXVpe3HLgbSP8CsBXb9BVYwwIQqm6qtGO31NHOfrpgdfEX_-UajhsG3-fyvfWKmTBR0vgTWlHGMCFdZwB_bT9PdMrkxTUp_X-ZK8fRjB6JAo/s1600-h/July+20+2007+384.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl9TVwGnrL451kIKFI0cCoDCn_d2L82TvEXVpe3HLgbSP8CsBXb9BVYwwIQqm6qtGO31NHOfrpgdfEX_-UajhsG3-fyvfWKmTBR0vgTWlHGMCFdZwB_bT9PdMrkxTUp_X-ZK8fRjB6JAo/s400/July+20+2007+384.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090096350177754258" /></a><br /><br />It seems like all of my posts have my friend Molly in them. That's okay because I always have a great time with her at the park.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6oSRgqYFOruIhYMT8L6SCQForaBjiNFmhXrLeDfzsiUaJ28YTS2lEEshky5-hWypDvpBWdLZqISNN32NTzBUQJd-Kiu2-5iqRosRdcXUeGlUokTfzKnKk5Zwl6jsHCVhgmOMFxuAExs4/s1600-h/HPIM0447.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6oSRgqYFOruIhYMT8L6SCQForaBjiNFmhXrLeDfzsiUaJ28YTS2lEEshky5-hWypDvpBWdLZqISNN32NTzBUQJd-Kiu2-5iqRosRdcXUeGlUokTfzKnKk5Zwl6jsHCVhgmOMFxuAExs4/s400/HPIM0447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090091243461639282" /></a><br /><br />We ate this stick until there was nothing left. <br /><br />I played so hard that I slept all afternoon.....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBEMSRCHgGsvmwKM7FIoOYvMT0UXjOCEJDkTJZpPV4DqMlYlLG-v21q1gjG-PjLyCdjVy5MIEG1_bM9Wh94ibXqHNITME-pmhYcp3nReEjB5Gigy-SY4eIE1qePuJHKox74rYYp5SIPdg/s1600-h/HPIM0251.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBEMSRCHgGsvmwKM7FIoOYvMT0UXjOCEJDkTJZpPV4DqMlYlLG-v21q1gjG-PjLyCdjVy5MIEG1_bM9Wh94ibXqHNITME-pmhYcp3nReEjB5Gigy-SY4eIE1qePuJHKox74rYYp5SIPdg/s400/HPIM0251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090106408991161506" /></a>jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-65809763067393367822007-07-19T23:58:00.000-07:002007-07-20T00:04:00.672-07:00It's a sad day in the terrier world. Lulu died today, she was just 2 years old. My mom is very sad. Rest in peace, Lulu. I will miss all your crazy stories and pictures.<br /><br />-----<br /><br />My dad has been gone all week because his grandma passed away and he went to a place called Winnipeg. I have been looking all over the place for him though. I keep sniffing him. I can't wait until he comes back.<br /><br />Even though I get alot of nice walks with my mom and I met a couple of Frenchies this week and I had a few speciual treats this week so far. Tomorrow night my mom is having a girl's night and for sure I'll get all sorts of treats called appetizers. I love cheese. I also like to lick wine glasses when no one is looking, but I got in serious trouble for that last time. <br /><br />It's late and I'm extremely exhausted. It's way past my bed time.<br /><br />♥ Saidie.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-85716590181248530472007-07-09T20:40:00.000-07:002007-07-09T20:58:06.355-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5CagrEVWJzbAJClDNrdClluLHr97TCGgFUAIzrNnZ-BoRxWvOSnQm2Efex_eLDhVguwciYwj12-Ip3TOWkwh59tdGYqmMRHyZkWrMrlT6Q715_5vX4T7g6Tqjg9-DhyAy0mQcWJCwfLg/s1600-h/264040355_f81997a84e.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5CagrEVWJzbAJClDNrdClluLHr97TCGgFUAIzrNnZ-BoRxWvOSnQm2Efex_eLDhVguwciYwj12-Ip3TOWkwh59tdGYqmMRHyZkWrMrlT6Q715_5vX4T7g6Tqjg9-DhyAy0mQcWJCwfLg/s400/264040355_f81997a84e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085411807265156162" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hi there-<br /><br />There is a little Boston Terrier that is very sick. She has been at the vet since last week experiencing kidney failure. Her humans are very sad and Lulu is very loved on a Boston Terrier community that my mom is on. <br /><br />If you have ever had a dog that has been sick, please donate a few dollars via paypal to Lulu's mom Genevieve. Even a few dollars would help.<br /><br />Please visit this link to do so. <a href="http://community.livejournal.com/boston_buddies/1469119.html">Lulu</a> Please read their story, it's so heartbreaking.<br /><br />♥ Saidiejennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-18990425655887152112007-07-08T11:07:00.000-07:002007-07-08T11:33:09.537-07:00Saturday playdate!Molly & I have an unspoken Saturday playdate. Remember, I never bark (I've only barked 4 times in my whole life!) and Molly is pretty quiet too, but we always seem to end up at the park at the same time each week. The humans are very intuitive to our needs.<br /><br />We usually start off the date with a good game of chase. We are pretty fast and watch out becayuse we can knock down humans we are so fast and strong. This week after a quick game of bitey face, we played a game of tug for the 1st time. It was sweet.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJIm09d4OH151fOdn5cH51W0E2kXwmcfk4STHt7oy9zpoTLiPMKD4Q39BPHnJhKmizJQORXaYvOVaf5X4Wh3mWIOH_1hFVkKlmqHf145NQNgjfb5lw8YbchUHlVzz6TOE4s6YuyrUEHI/s1600-h/DSC03597.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJIm09d4OH151fOdn5cH51W0E2kXwmcfk4STHt7oy9zpoTLiPMKD4Q39BPHnJhKmizJQORXaYvOVaf5X4Wh3mWIOH_1hFVkKlmqHf145NQNgjfb5lw8YbchUHlVzz6TOE4s6YuyrUEHI/s400/DSC03597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084891164319293842" /></a><br /><br />Check out my new green ball. Made by Cuz!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgd_9OqHOIYbRVXNlKLwluXW7-okQI0oU6CYYYcaFRBih9jRMcxAohJIXIOvGjR-W_4pbLZoGUHUTRCqAwTkgxI-5OvyW2Eoxl7JaW2phQwy_ADlVQZJ7LTwSj4_0CQSEQBszFNplyQM4/s1600-h/HPIM0394.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgd_9OqHOIYbRVXNlKLwluXW7-okQI0oU6CYYYcaFRBih9jRMcxAohJIXIOvGjR-W_4pbLZoGUHUTRCqAwTkgxI-5OvyW2Eoxl7JaW2phQwy_ADlVQZJ7LTwSj4_0CQSEQBszFNplyQM4/s400/HPIM0394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084892147866804642" /></a><br /><br />There were no other dogs that we are friends with at the park, so we had the whole time to play together. Yay for no boy dogs, they are always trying to get fresh with us and it's hard to play when someone is always sniffing your a$$ or trying to hump you even though they have had the snip. Molly's dad went home to bring us some balls (like soccer balls) to play with - and boy was it fun. I took home one of Molly's balls and played with it all night. I killed it this morning though. :(<br /><br />Aren't we the cutest terriers?<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXmg2hyphenhyphenyCXGxFAVFvfNyfDT-QyBOoEaqlUPw5HS-2n3fqULPKSqPE8pqYudK7PEkCv3l95X8kR-twdIc7IjwghEZXQ5aFmlEucOjLyprCRFDG-Ch27zaLAW2trjWNkhZBvntmQld0vxuE/s1600-h/DSC03596.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXmg2hyphenhyphenyCXGxFAVFvfNyfDT-QyBOoEaqlUPw5HS-2n3fqULPKSqPE8pqYudK7PEkCv3l95X8kR-twdIc7IjwghEZXQ5aFmlEucOjLyprCRFDG-Ch27zaLAW2trjWNkhZBvntmQld0vxuE/s400/DSC03596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084893457831829938" /></a><br /><br />♥ Saidiejennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-62304177886019421172007-07-07T10:38:00.000-07:002007-07-07T10:43:21.094-07:00I am a good girl.<br /><br />I have been trying to be very, very good. The crate has yet to arrive. I think I have been good enough to stop the crate.<br /><br />I am so good and so nice that I gave my friend Molly my red Cuz. Molly likes to play with her at the park with me and I let her take it home last Saturday. Molly's dad sent me a picture of Molly sleeping next to my Cuz. <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2AFxCqmWC4E0e7Ln0aNx4woj-swK9Iq-A64PPCTx_VkvOWMtGTMTQzfjyxfGCJMoazfz3PmCKUkiDGq5FjUNzglThIyQg5O1LW8BAPg36dv8i6aKLTVJuDibnP1oNQMGSo9cy6qrUO54/s1600-h/DSC03532%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2AFxCqmWC4E0e7Ln0aNx4woj-swK9Iq-A64PPCTx_VkvOWMtGTMTQzfjyxfGCJMoazfz3PmCKUkiDGq5FjUNzglThIyQg5O1LW8BAPg36dv8i6aKLTVJuDibnP1oNQMGSo9cy6qrUO54/s400/DSC03532%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084511295936799106" /></a><br /><br />I am going to the park to see Molly in 1 hour. I am happy. I am a good girl.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-50082788258331951892007-06-28T07:32:00.000-07:002007-06-28T07:44:04.991-07:00I have been a bad girl. I only have my green frog to love me.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-513FY5MhzSXYDwBxtP5EsaU9Wa3hCFPdopiuNU86rB8_zjuZXDQJSetSiuaCmmyYOs4TZiCa6Jww0zU0-uBU4MBzVRURA_q8MHHkfLT4w0A3SMxyjTD8wB7bd-kz-NG1XNS7vlE0h0/s1600-h/HPIM0213.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-513FY5MhzSXYDwBxtP5EsaU9Wa3hCFPdopiuNU86rB8_zjuZXDQJSetSiuaCmmyYOs4TZiCa6Jww0zU0-uBU4MBzVRURA_q8MHHkfLT4w0A3SMxyjTD8wB7bd-kz-NG1XNS7vlE0h0/s400/HPIM0213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081123412848812402" /></a><br /><br />On Tuesday morning, my dad had a Doctor's appt and he was staying home until he had to go. He drove my mom to work and in the 10 minutes he was gone, I peed on the big bed. Not a little pee either. I was upset and I tried to pull my mom's pyjamas over it.<br /><br />My dad came home and I was sitting in the corner and when I know I did something bad, I shake a little. My dad asked me, "Saidie, were you a bad puppy? What did you do?" I think he was looking for a rogue 'Kenny Loggins' or perhaps a shoe or dvd I may have run off with and chewed. Boy, was he mad when he saw the bed! He didn't talk or play with me all day. I laid on my floor blankie and tried to think of cute things to make him love me again, but all day long he didn't play with me.<br /><br />It was the saddest day ever because I was bad.<br /><br />My mom came home and said she was getting a crate for me. Now I am scared, I don't know what a crate is.<br /><br />I didn't even get one biscuit the whole day. And yesterday morning when they left for work, they closed the door to the big bed and I usually sleep on there when they are gone. I had to sleep on the couch. Even though I was waiting forever for the door to open.<br /><br />My mom says she can't trust me anymore. I hope this doesn't mean I will not get any more toys now. I had a new Cuz all picked out. An orange one. :(<br /><br />Sad little Saidie.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-2904224074816984752007-06-26T15:37:00.001-07:002007-06-26T16:36:39.487-07:00Saidie questions!I was a bad girl today - but more about that laters. Here are some things about me that everyone else is doing.<br /><br />1. Your age?<br />I am 1 year and 6 months old.<br /><br />2. Your age when came to live with your people?<br />I was 3.5 month old and I was cute.<br /><br />3. What color is the collar you’re wearing right now?<br />Pink. My mom is tired of people thinking I am a boy. I am a little girl. But my dad does not like the pink collar.<br /><br />4. Who is your favorite person other than the people you live with?<br />I like Eve at my mom's work when she brings me there. But she is moving to Switzerland and I will never see her again. I'm sad.<br /><br />5. How much do you weigh?<br />24 lbs of pure muscle and sex-eh booty.<br /><br />6. Most expensive thing you’ve ever chewed up?<br />Um, me? Chew? Well, my mom has lost 5 pairs of shoes (1 really expensive nice pair - oops) and I also love dvds and my mom's bras. Oh and my dad's daytimer. That's lots of things.<br /><br />7. Do you like other Dogs?<br />Yes. But not really big ones that run you over and want to sniff my derriere.<br /><br />8. Who is your best non-human friend?<br />Ruby Cupcake. She's not allowed to blog anymore. I also like my fat orange Kitty, Winston.<br /><br />9. Squeaky Toys or Tennis Balls?<br />Squeaky toys for driving momma crazy and tennis balls for killing and shredding!<br /><br />10. Do you like to be brushed?<br />I like to be hugged.<br /><br />11. Peanut Butter or Cheese?<br />I like any people food except wa-sah-bi. That stuff is crazy and makes me sneeze.<br /><br />12. Do your people cut your nails?<br />No. My mom nicked me once and I cried and she cried and now I am supposed to let another lady do it but I hate going and they are very long.<br /><br />13. Any formal education?<br />I'm street smart, not book smart. (note from Saidie's mom - she's getting her ass crate trained asap)<br /><br />14. Couch potato or Energizer Bunny?<br />I like to relax with my momma. I like to sleep in. But I love to run outside too.<br /><br />15. Five nicknames your people call you.<br />SaySay, Saidie Lou, Lucy, piggie, the slippery piggie, baby, pushkin, push, brown eyes, little terrier.<br /><br />16. What is your best trick?<br />My best trick is waiting for a treat. I can wait all day. I will sit in the kitchen and wait by the treats. I don't bark or whine so I just sit there waiting until someone notices. I don't do no tricks because I get a treat anyway and why bother?<br /><br />17. Do you like kitties?<br />I ♥ the kitties but they don't ♥ me.<br /><br />18. What did you have for breakfast?<br />Kibble and toast and egg.<br /><br />19. Can you hunt (aka have you ever killed anything living)? I am a good and pretty girl, so no.<br /><br />20. When & why was the last time you went to the V.E.T.?<br />When I got my tubes tied. That was a sad day for me and my mommma.<br /><br />21. Where do you sleep at night?<br />Big bed, right in the middle, head on pillow in between the 'rents.<br /><br />22. Do you like to swim?<br />No! I hate the water and the ocean is stinky and scary. I almost watched a Cuz drown once.<br /><br />23. Can you make puppies?<br />No. But that's okay because too many puppies don't have good homes already.<br /><br />24. Your favorite place to visit?<br />I love going to my mom's work because so many people like to to talk to me and call me a sexy little terier and buy me treats and sometimes I get to eat hot dogs. I also like going to Ruby's because he mom buys bones and I can lick all the marrow out of there and I can play with Ruby's toys.<br /><br />25. Do you give kisses?<br />yes!<br /><br />26. Can you potty on command?<br />No. I'm in charge, damnit!<br /><br />27. To Cuz or not to Cuz?<br />Who doesn't love a Cuz? They are fun and lound and bounce high and all the other dogs at the dog park are jealous of me and my Cuz's.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-72597722159633753212007-06-24T10:17:00.000-07:002007-06-24T10:34:24.589-07:00Treats!I got a Bully Stick! It's a little one, but it was my very first one.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2g4NLTJrSwuSps67tCbMsoOGPOBqT_lXQaxX3htBMjFbfgvfHxW95j8SmEsbLAlaWqkqKYPCEI7BPz2fGUI6gWnmYNcEqXFCtb4OA1yd3iirpPjsWHTusGtKDa-6lnBimZbyLmubrPlA/s1600-h/HPIM0349.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2g4NLTJrSwuSps67tCbMsoOGPOBqT_lXQaxX3htBMjFbfgvfHxW95j8SmEsbLAlaWqkqKYPCEI7BPz2fGUI6gWnmYNcEqXFCtb4OA1yd3iirpPjsWHTusGtKDa-6lnBimZbyLmubrPlA/s400/HPIM0349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079683594128930530" /></a><br /><br />I'm pretty excited about this treat.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiJNGZeEwFwhRvexfYr_pPr0tJEZ8wjShQhTKbU8JG3SKwvJRztiqOpds1DIiqdj5u0cn-gSVynKp0fA4D5oX6NYtMwCEBYhcuyJRxPcfcXRfU9_WHfgx2fxt6_o-4Se0E4EYWLeataVM/s1600-h/HPIM0348.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiJNGZeEwFwhRvexfYr_pPr0tJEZ8wjShQhTKbU8JG3SKwvJRztiqOpds1DIiqdj5u0cn-gSVynKp0fA4D5oX6NYtMwCEBYhcuyJRxPcfcXRfU9_WHfgx2fxt6_o-4Se0E4EYWLeataVM/s400/HPIM0348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079682760905275090" /></a><br /><br />I must say it was really tasty, but I gagged alot at the end. Which made my mom gag. She's a pretty good mom. It was a good day.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAIXF6CblDBDdQ8zmDPySjCrK3pk9rzgH3aAzlJQdvnf6BEp9MLfS2TflAWO7Nfm4piBiRSpIT6ClmUccJnxQKPdLWcMZb3y6-iHz15oWdR77GBtMxc_E-m56uNYRb69AzjH5JCEju0WI/s1600-h/HPIM0347.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAIXF6CblDBDdQ8zmDPySjCrK3pk9rzgH3aAzlJQdvnf6BEp9MLfS2TflAWO7Nfm4piBiRSpIT6ClmUccJnxQKPdLWcMZb3y6-iHz15oWdR77GBtMxc_E-m56uNYRb69AzjH5JCEju0WI/s400/HPIM0347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079682271279003330" /></a><br /><br /><br />I'm pretty sure that there is a pig ear around here somewhere too. Tasty little porker!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-9262664117170798662007-06-17T10:04:00.000-07:002007-06-23T17:37:17.902-07:00Playing at the parkA few months ago, I met another BT named Molly. She is littler than me, but we're about the same age. Her dad saw me and my dad in a parking lot while my mom was shopping and he went home just to get Molly and introduce her to me. They told us about a park that they go to and some other BTs go there too and we've been going there lots but we've never seen them.<br /><br />Until today!!!<br /><br />I got out of the car and saw a little Jack Russell who is 11 weeks old and her dad said, "Hey, we were just playing with another Boston Terrorist named <b>Molly</b>!" My mom was so excited, so we ran off to see if she was still at the park. <br /><br />First I met some other new friends named Oscar a poodle/maltese cross who is super cute and a beautiful Airedale that my mom kept hugging. She really likes Airedales since so many of them have dog blogs and they look so cute and cuddly like teddy bears. <br /><br />Then we saw Molly!!! Isn't she super cute?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgZwkU7P4I8fgua6G3qDVDTnG8dhPw4bb15YNiFMhu-xibI9fGUPwEVhQoRlUE92v607FKgK50dbq90ZBpIjNZJ_4k6AjSWDiU9K475uuletw7UTOznDxKUDIlk8ehs3wIIii-YwR-RAs/s1600-h/06162007.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgZwkU7P4I8fgua6G3qDVDTnG8dhPw4bb15YNiFMhu-xibI9fGUPwEVhQoRlUE92v607FKgK50dbq90ZBpIjNZJ_4k6AjSWDiU9K475uuletw7UTOznDxKUDIlk8ehs3wIIii-YwR-RAs/s400/06162007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077082789567739554" /></a><br /><br />It was really hard to take pictures because my mom says we are like bullets. Plus, there were a couple of more big dogs and everyone was jumping and running, and I was chasing birds and then I was hiding under the picnic table because it was SENSORY OVERLOAD and Oscar kept smelling my sweet a$$ and I was not having any of it.<br /><br />Then my mom threw my dino Cuz and it was GAME ON!<br /><br />I let Molly play with her alot. If you look close, you can see me and there's Oscar sniffing my sweet a$$ again!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxPgX7vMC8sUO8aiUbJgcmijMbo8DwJpIEf0dGuqQ3PkSIEjI5N_7bsXTZ9iRFCOzq3XpnFQBLK7dPWJaj1HQNgfjXR0UvKBPh97LmqWbWXCX0RzVIwXqLri4RVQa6NAW1ynFb3YQdUWQ/s1600-h/06162007(001).jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxPgX7vMC8sUO8aiUbJgcmijMbo8DwJpIEf0dGuqQ3PkSIEjI5N_7bsXTZ9iRFCOzq3XpnFQBLK7dPWJaj1HQNgfjXR0UvKBPh97LmqWbWXCX0RzVIwXqLri4RVQa6NAW1ynFb3YQdUWQ/s400/06162007(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077083730165577394" /></a><br /><br />My mom sat in the grass and petted Molly tonnes. Molly really likes her, so hopefully we will see them next week. My dad got Molly's dad's phone number (!) and we're going to hang out soon.<br /><br />There aren't any BT groups in Victoria, so my mom is going to make me a 'business card' and we're going hand it out for playdates when we see other BTs.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-74022504739757843362007-06-16T17:11:00.000-07:002007-06-16T17:18:55.265-07:00Hello dogs<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggahI2KbJVeTLAQGvfIbSdpTEM9mIwaDbRCOkdLneY6Kjp9lcCzL8vV5sd02RUf1_N39EY5wQjvMB5c02lwDHvuahNGD7gvZMHIPg1jpxIRL8qWacMN-lVG5qycMe-FJf8mrXJrRd0yOU/s1600-h/11112006(006).jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggahI2KbJVeTLAQGvfIbSdpTEM9mIwaDbRCOkdLneY6Kjp9lcCzL8vV5sd02RUf1_N39EY5wQjvMB5c02lwDHvuahNGD7gvZMHIPg1jpxIRL8qWacMN-lVG5qycMe-FJf8mrXJrRd0yOU/s400/11112006(006).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076820770792879762" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Wow - I haven't posted on here in months. My mom found a new love (rather than updating my blog) called facebook. I keep telling her that people want to see my face and how and I supposed to find my life partner if I'm not online???<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzPzpTpViKUEf93OxumlUqpQPPhV4dFK_uItqG4CrnwuJXmm2DKRJs4FfJZo_OPaAT9Niayj4d6ti5_tinasAsPLkr9XDinBryXvw5MGoLbiOj8sxNP79gx2hNM45RmoKJv_UXWUCkMAs/s1600-h/HPIM0251.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzPzpTpViKUEf93OxumlUqpQPPhV4dFK_uItqG4CrnwuJXmm2DKRJs4FfJZo_OPaAT9Niayj4d6ti5_tinasAsPLkr9XDinBryXvw5MGoLbiOj8sxNP79gx2hNM45RmoKJv_UXWUCkMAs/s400/HPIM0251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076820478735103618" /></a>jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-14831711893127593922007-04-08T12:19:00.000-07:002007-04-08T12:22:37.005-07:00Hoppy Easter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLvQjxmL8AxJ2kMIJkGASGl0cYXo-yVGX49Qd8MBqc__XaJlBwfs9E-EW0NL3kkTALIPeBJc2KvqyqMAMeqg7fAz1O37dh9ZbH6ReKjlCMmIxHOGYnFGvsw_DwrGCXblgxCFKm9KExrc/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLvQjxmL8AxJ2kMIJkGASGl0cYXo-yVGX49Qd8MBqc__XaJlBwfs9E-EW0NL3kkTALIPeBJc2KvqyqMAMeqg7fAz1O37dh9ZbH6ReKjlCMmIxHOGYnFGvsw_DwrGCXblgxCFKm9KExrc/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051139308624757970" /></a><br /><br />Please note:<br /><br />I will not be indulging in any chocolate today, however I did hear that my mom is roasting a chicken. I like chicken. (No, I do not eat bones)<br /><br />I do like to chase bunnies.<br /><br />Also, this is a cute picture of a BT however is not me. I would never be seen in such an outfit and my mom could never get me to sit so still.<br /><br />Kisses!<br />Saidiejennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-59712688065663905112007-04-06T20:34:00.000-07:002007-04-06T20:52:24.782-07:00My mom hasn't been a great updater for me these days. She's been cranky and tired and plain miserable and it's rubbed off on me. I chewed the feet off my favourite Cuz.<br /><br />We've gone out on some beautiful walks and she's forgotten her camera at home thank goodness, but that means that my loyal readers don't get to see this hot puppy in action. Sorry folks. <br /><br />Today I met another BT named Mollie, who is my age but she is littler than me. Her dad saw me and my dad at the drugstore waiting around while my mom was spending too much money and he went home and brought her to meet me. She barked at me though and I just really wanted to lick her and play abit. Her dad told my 'rents where they go for walks and that there is another BT that goes there too and his name is Chuck. We might go there tomorrow; I'm really excited.<br /><br />♥ Saidiejennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-87697989870359748752007-03-24T10:01:00.000-07:002007-03-24T10:09:52.742-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-fY0KlIjY7Erj4Fty8BBW0a31bhGQa37EZAqk1h1nENQR9mptyRrBiBcnTG6Cwus8oaLx6rSc6yV-tC6Y6eUGUq8clUlAPpfYhgZviwT6QcGtgCSaleH7iSOHWtboZ75tgtNXv1PNhgI/s1600-h/HPIM0127.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-fY0KlIjY7Erj4Fty8BBW0a31bhGQa37EZAqk1h1nENQR9mptyRrBiBcnTG6Cwus8oaLx6rSc6yV-tC6Y6eUGUq8clUlAPpfYhgZviwT6QcGtgCSaleH7iSOHWtboZ75tgtNXv1PNhgI/s320/HPIM0127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045537952544560994" /></a><br /><br />Oh, hello. I haven't updated recently because nothing much is going on here. Brief run down of my day: Get up, sit in front of fire, go for a walk, sniff things, pee, have a 'kenny loggins', come in, have my paws wiped off, get cookie, lie on front of fire, move to bed, sleep, go for a walk.... repeat all day. It's been raining here too, and I don't like getting wet, so the only excercise I've had is chasing cats around. I got a scratch on the head from the fat orange mean one.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrHlG_PikzI-dgLEcvkZtZXabvsJx6qs6mSXjyYICcpvX-Cet_kiOhUi5ODd28PWC5XZ9lGn49rJ0ltB46yga-7RvFtwT4TmKv8-Snl4lhit-IPHwSwwwOQ9BvFMUd53MoVspUdneLJsE/s1600-h/HPIM0126.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrHlG_PikzI-dgLEcvkZtZXabvsJx6qs6mSXjyYICcpvX-Cet_kiOhUi5ODd28PWC5XZ9lGn49rJ0ltB46yga-7RvFtwT4TmKv8-Snl4lhit-IPHwSwwwOQ9BvFMUd53MoVspUdneLJsE/s320/HPIM0126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045537664781752146" /></a><br /><br />Here's a shot of what I like to do often. Today, it's still raining, but I am going out on the town. My mom has her 'lesbian' friend in town this week and she's no fan of dogs, but I think she's warming up to me after I gave her a quick rub and hump this morning. Plus, she's sleeping in my bed!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-1763838291560186752007-03-16T16:34:00.000-07:002007-03-16T16:35:58.369-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivCkC1gcZJ9zRE5RMkVZBMpmSIaC4wiSknxAdFbwMiHZ51XFFfGVLhOKxtaSxwjny8F3lAzEAsm7s2zPtF_EQGpaIRJDKMVC75CKlWBoMgQf_ncyEdbrSEBC9WsZsLg-aKRbCuQsrvu7s/s1600-h/get_well_soon_pic.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivCkC1gcZJ9zRE5RMkVZBMpmSIaC4wiSknxAdFbwMiHZ51XFFfGVLhOKxtaSxwjny8F3lAzEAsm7s2zPtF_EQGpaIRJDKMVC75CKlWBoMgQf_ncyEdbrSEBC9WsZsLg-aKRbCuQsrvu7s/s200/get_well_soon_pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042669898789331058" /></a><br /><br />I hope you are feeling better soon, Tanner. I hope Joey gives you lots of love while you're recovering and your mom isn't puking all the time.<br /><br />♥ Saidiejennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-71355523498876285732007-03-12T20:03:00.001-07:002007-03-12T20:10:18.881-07:00New shirt<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj622KikrapdU3DEMUA4hx7elwRtkfl5gTzGaKjgsE_ttRFgh7ZXOsyCslYxl020HQV9TmyUzH9Z1lVwRWF5zZK0Tcns3h7bIxu2UYcHH0DlFhx4KtedgwWBV7zkwbfqC-ul_-bmdnONuQ/s1600-h/HPIM0210.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj622KikrapdU3DEMUA4hx7elwRtkfl5gTzGaKjgsE_ttRFgh7ZXOsyCslYxl020HQV9TmyUzH9Z1lVwRWF5zZK0Tcns3h7bIxu2UYcHH0DlFhx4KtedgwWBV7zkwbfqC-ul_-bmdnONuQ/s320/HPIM0210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041240224435576930" /></a><br /><br />My mom was at Old Navy and got me this silly shirt. My dad said, "not pink!!! and I'm not walking her in that!" but she bought it anyway. Mom says pink makes me look like a little girl.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1er-x2-GVqbtSgmm_movjFpBqp-ZDOtQV5os1E5EtSPM3e1bxoWpYLkCBxxI_V-EJ14Gw4M5SJATR7Z2B9A5iMRoU56o4l7HXLvnEfJ43woIb8Sr40dU5HTsvYyLSBoouN6OsRLi2Ks/s1600-h/HPIM0207.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1er-x2-GVqbtSgmm_movjFpBqp-ZDOtQV5os1E5EtSPM3e1bxoWpYLkCBxxI_V-EJ14Gw4M5SJATR7Z2B9A5iMRoU56o4l7HXLvnEfJ43woIb8Sr40dU5HTsvYyLSBoouN6OsRLi2Ks/s320/HPIM0207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041239893723095122" /></a><br /><br />First of all, I hate wearing it. It's too big right now, but it's still uncomfortable. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLYezq_JVQjD0Qot4l-3I6Bzp6qBZtDH45rOZdt1ZTb8KGQq-fnWpFPFOxEsXhzDffcxOQWXnZzKGTOOzc-vQuQz51YpK4UEDZmH5RBt7K-Sf98KgY_tdqasl2T5RBaYm5sO__-w-CVaI/s1600-h/HPIM0209.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLYezq_JVQjD0Qot4l-3I6Bzp6qBZtDH45rOZdt1ZTb8KGQq-fnWpFPFOxEsXhzDffcxOQWXnZzKGTOOzc-vQuQz51YpK4UEDZmH5RBt7K-Sf98KgY_tdqasl2T5RBaYm5sO__-w-CVaI/s320/HPIM0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041239661794861122" /></a><br /><br />I'm trying to bite it off. <br /><br />But, on the bright side - I got a a new toy. I stuffed frog whose eyes I have already yanked off. Eyes are brain food.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-29581305463029287582007-03-11T18:40:00.000-07:002007-03-11T18:49:23.926-07:00I sure am glad it's getting nicer out, I love springtime and long walks by the ocean.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUsxbdcgCzoSQytjK7O8aAZkHAqvjfzhDHk4gB3TDWxwwKbGhATJToGMsRsGs66ytWbaaHg8ts9gnWU1TJFtG94J0Ti9icichfICT322dUXnea-bEllvsmVZEzEDJMsmHYh3HlXccrG4c/s1600-h/HPIM0146.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUsxbdcgCzoSQytjK7O8aAZkHAqvjfzhDHk4gB3TDWxwwKbGhATJToGMsRsGs66ytWbaaHg8ts9gnWU1TJFtG94J0Ti9icichfICT322dUXnea-bEllvsmVZEzEDJMsmHYh3HlXccrG4c/s320/HPIM0146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040847681604591650" /></a><br /><br />And I like flowers that are pretty.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3W2TxlgOEiGwEFnxz2Sc8j-dvyWPuj7YhPQiMGaEH4kHBiK14lS_9mjj7VsnhV1EYH3pvEdNBOEv1d11WUXgZ3O7ToqdMBCSCjDEqJoRHbg4KYFfqUd8OygIjfA465WwBidCRxt5w3fM/s1600-h/HPIM0133.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3W2TxlgOEiGwEFnxz2Sc8j-dvyWPuj7YhPQiMGaEH4kHBiK14lS_9mjj7VsnhV1EYH3pvEdNBOEv1d11WUXgZ3O7ToqdMBCSCjDEqJoRHbg4KYFfqUd8OygIjfA465WwBidCRxt5w3fM/s320/HPIM0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040848480468508722" /></a><br /><br /><br />My mom also bought me a new shirt, and I hate it.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-10791967678625768652007-03-08T19:49:00.000-08:002007-03-08T21:05:13.434-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrbEbifxM6aXvt1ySFWiblIk2ZrwUlUwtHgLry4gM7urPeH3FARYMVQN9fD8-IsDYh_d1ocAqR0i1S0QjJyuoJbSRtNEA7gGBs-wBor3Z6XUFW0tqrpV5CfIZMoyRvezMdRhC94KwjWE/s1600-h/gse_multipart13903.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrbEbifxM6aXvt1ySFWiblIk2ZrwUlUwtHgLry4gM7urPeH3FARYMVQN9fD8-IsDYh_d1ocAqR0i1S0QjJyuoJbSRtNEA7gGBs-wBor3Z6XUFW0tqrpV5CfIZMoyRvezMdRhC94KwjWE/s320/gse_multipart13903.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039767085012787218" /></a><br />My real life friend Ruby Cupcake got her own blog. Check her out <a href="http://www.rubycupcake.blogspot.com">here</a>.<br /><br /><br />Isn't she cute?jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-21431311494806322312007-03-06T07:15:00.000-08:002007-03-06T07:18:56.839-08:00Go shorty, it's your birthday....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXB3XMBFMvrTVg3nbkXimqFXg0poUxHr1MwymL-p7lh9MuRW_azSg9vPC6I3sLenUPyn_XD5lL5qxvbYEpdxjbTDchhGgzDJa5OBkCzV4GYj7GLQucR-S4hqc-EbrLoCX4NOAMWen2h0s/s1600-h/cake_dog.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXB3XMBFMvrTVg3nbkXimqFXg0poUxHr1MwymL-p7lh9MuRW_azSg9vPC6I3sLenUPyn_XD5lL5qxvbYEpdxjbTDchhGgzDJa5OBkCzV4GYj7GLQucR-S4hqc-EbrLoCX4NOAMWen2h0s/s320/cake_dog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038830952260916978" /></a><br />Oh, mom says it's go Joey! It's his birthday.<br /><br />Happy Birthday, Mr Stains. I hope you get many bones and a new Cuz.<br /><br />♥ Saidiejennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-9961904946815597532007-03-03T15:59:00.000-08:002007-03-03T16:27:24.565-08:00Hi friends!<br /><br />I haven't had the opportunity to update lately because my typist fell in the shower on Wednesday and has been milking it ever since, hence no typing. But I've been extra nice to my mom ever since, giving her extra licks and stuff. Plus, I haven't peed on the carpet in eons.<br /><br />I was pretty excited to go out this morfning, and my Mom & Dad even took me to two places. The beach and the boardwalk! I sniffed some new friends and even got a liver treat from a nice lady.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz027RSRo3zNuVR6N8mGvZARPqmIWkbtBd9yskjuSuOq75OdhRw8coKufn4tEBe1dQb-AlT80fPuIH-DYivTYKpSil_zLoIe-Uo6ZDDzLpoAiHSzHrGFtzTGB978OKnU4B_c2SPMm0Jt0/s1600-h/HPIM0130.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz027RSRo3zNuVR6N8mGvZARPqmIWkbtBd9yskjuSuOq75OdhRw8coKufn4tEBe1dQb-AlT80fPuIH-DYivTYKpSil_zLoIe-Uo6ZDDzLpoAiHSzHrGFtzTGB978OKnU4B_c2SPMm0Jt0/s320/HPIM0130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037854036118453906" /></a><br /><br />I had a fairly traumatic experience though when my dad threw my precious Cuz and it went crashing into the ocean! I'm scared of the big water and the waves and my friend kept floating further and further out to sea! I could barely watch I was so scared! But a big wave crashed in and brought my old pal back. Close one!<br /><br />There's lots of wood on the beach and I was licking tonnes of it. I had to keep posing and smiling too, which was exhausting. Like, I think she has enough pictures of me. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbR9npJ8DqEQoCUlfzEjl8vAmT2YoxJOSY5xdKOzPMmRUbYndIAPxU6thtBrHDefypxxhVTCSxPYau-7DvPomdA-F7XNdh7PefoynHzJ-vMP_E2UxAVJzDTUlFmSg9tVYf8YyXcXZvlgo/s1600-h/HPIM0143.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbR9npJ8DqEQoCUlfzEjl8vAmT2YoxJOSY5xdKOzPMmRUbYndIAPxU6thtBrHDefypxxhVTCSxPYau-7DvPomdA-F7XNdh7PefoynHzJ-vMP_E2UxAVJzDTUlFmSg9tVYf8YyXcXZvlgo/s320/HPIM0143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037856101997723314" /></a><br /><br />They say the camera puts on 10 pounds. Sigh. <br /><br />Although I quite like this portrait of me. It is a huge knot of wood and I like to play in it. Many good smells there too.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLzo8_w8Mfvh9j-Hi80rScU9nqCfR6rVH2uAgPkKOLUs4g53HdF1t1RT3xI6eFfS4JLW8enDIAa1IN0SrUZ9iejM998qj3OsSP0Dcc-ybCl5_q_TMYGp9QLIDrvx9uJ7Yzd4BzZFtOZQs/s1600-h/HPIM0145.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLzo8_w8Mfvh9j-Hi80rScU9nqCfR6rVH2uAgPkKOLUs4g53HdF1t1RT3xI6eFfS4JLW8enDIAa1IN0SrUZ9iejM998qj3OsSP0Dcc-ybCl5_q_TMYGp9QLIDrvx9uJ7Yzd4BzZFtOZQs/s320/HPIM0145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037857489272159938" /></a><br /><br />Some lady wasn't very nice to us when we were finishing our walk today and my mom was mad after. Something about a bylaw and me not on a leash. Listen, that ladyh smelled like mothballs so I wasn't going anywhere near her anyway. I was minding my own business and sniffing delicious smells, day dreaming of liver treats and chasing birds. Some people should just shut up and not ruin other people's days!!!<br /><br />Naptime.<br /><br />&hearts Saidie.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-66155166849071987382007-02-27T18:14:00.000-08:002007-02-27T18:21:31.946-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9thW0sJEhPTBDQavv57EkjfDqa5Pk7jXlpKSGCGRsZPdT2o1no5kjjxIKh0PA5BRFGth6IPqjU63c8yaL0pJwddXkI7bMIrnO79vsOayp4l5NK7QlU5JZja7wVA_EBtnvELFs0Ac6qQU/s1600-h/S3700037.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9thW0sJEhPTBDQavv57EkjfDqa5Pk7jXlpKSGCGRsZPdT2o1no5kjjxIKh0PA5BRFGth6IPqjU63c8yaL0pJwddXkI7bMIrnO79vsOayp4l5NK7QlU5JZja7wVA_EBtnvELFs0Ac6qQU/s320/S3700037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036403692001607602" /></a><br /><br />I haven't been getting up to much these days, just lounging around. I recently got a new toy that has been named yellow bunny and when I am not busy resting I am having great fun with it. It has already been blinded, since I once overheard a voice say that eyes are brain food. That's what I go for first, then rip the insides out!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-20858649696264075952007-02-22T17:54:00.000-08:002007-02-22T18:05:02.255-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc-Qrni_z7mdbVXDiFEnKy-_MYGNgiBkbImAX0xbPTzCmP7yuhFRj9i2lbYZDZnb6KxWJrLz_3cqT-K9b8o_CIWSsGSraM6mz6RBxTymoJ85x8rCQHBExQiNcjwcnoLj8_eio9drowoyc/s1600-h/00390041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc-Qrni_z7mdbVXDiFEnKy-_MYGNgiBkbImAX0xbPTzCmP7yuhFRj9i2lbYZDZnb6KxWJrLz_3cqT-K9b8o_CIWSsGSraM6mz6RBxTymoJ85x8rCQHBExQiNcjwcnoLj8_eio9drowoyc/s320/00390041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034544675537076130" /></a><br />Finally! My mom finally noticed that I was sitting in front of the kitchen because my Cuz was under the big iron bottle holder. It was hard to just sit there all day waiting.<br /><br />But I sure loved all the treats I got just by sitting there. Sucka!<br /><br />Here's an artsy picture of me and the Cuz. I love making it squeal!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-81893310342505496772007-02-22T13:27:00.000-08:002007-02-22T13:35:20.792-08:00I'm bored. No one is paying any attention to me.Hi pups,<br /><br />My mom is at home today, but even though I keep bringing over pink monkey, Cuz and some of my collection of nasty bones she doesn't seem very interested and keeps telling me she has to 'work'. I don't know what this 'work' business is, but it's no fun!!! Even a good old game of tug with the rope won't coax her away from her computer. I'll just keep pressing my cold nose up against her or sit in front of the kitchen <strike>patiently</strike> waiting for a snack.<br /><br />Maybe she'll take me for a walk later and I can chase a few birds. I'll nap and dream about that!<br /><br />----<br /><br />Oh, and I updated my links to include everydog who has commented! <br /><br />♥ SaySayjennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474109795020573094.post-52053011904585910352007-02-18T12:06:00.000-08:002007-02-18T12:15:13.872-08:00I lost the Cuz.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd6IuO_yPtzifUI7U_eVj5PPXgdNVQMfqRUqs87kLeBJ-bVJWkTQsh1rIZ9vTb8fYkZSrAIX7DIHlSrZlTr0Hzb4C4qErjIPl-Zs9sibDky_JAOlziRJAGbBCFAdAO24GXL9taqd7Jr_A/s1600-h/02162007(001).jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd6IuO_yPtzifUI7U_eVj5PPXgdNVQMfqRUqs87kLeBJ-bVJWkTQsh1rIZ9vTb8fYkZSrAIX7DIHlSrZlTr0Hzb4C4qErjIPl-Zs9sibDky_JAOlziRJAGbBCFAdAO24GXL9taqd7Jr_A/s200/02162007(001).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032970131402561410" border="0" /></a><br />I'd like to say thank you to <a href="http://www.joestains.blogspot.com/">Mr Stains</a> for putting me on his blog, I am so honoured! I've always thought that he and Tanner were very cute.<br /><br />It has been raining here all weekend and I am cold. I hate rain on my fur. Today I want to go to the beach, but my dad is cranky and my mom has a terrible headache. I'm going to sit at the door and wait until someone notices me.<br /><br />My mom and my friend Ruby's mom were talking on the phone yesterday about dog treats. I think that they might be baking some home fresh ones, so I am trying to be good so that I can get some.<br /><br />Here is a picture of my friend Ruby. She's only 10 weeks old, so I am going to show her the ropes of being a 'swinging single' puppy. Although I heard that she got to go and have coffee and biscuits at Macciato and I wasn't invited.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07978517369020813558noreply@blogger.com10