satur(play)day

saturdays are my favorite days. especially the ones when daddy's home all day hanging with me. cuz that means it's play day! i know all you dawgs know what i'm talkin about...
it starts out something like this - hey dad - wanna play? it's a lot more fun than sitting on your bum watchin' that picture box thing making all that noise over there... that's right.... i got the monkey... betcha can't catch me!

hey! where'd the monkey go?

ok, you got the monkey.... now the monkey's flying through the air!!
HEY wait a minute, dad - I'M NOT THE MONKEY!! get me outta here!!
MOM!! MOOOMM!!!

* save me mom!*
thanks, mom!! silly dad -

i loves my dad. but i don't really wanna be in his shirt...
anyway, that's how things are around here today. saturdays are just the bestest!

auntie's hero & me

this picture is in honor of my wonderfu auntie's hero, jack kerouac. september is jack kerouac month, so i thought she'd enjoy my fond memories of him. oh, those were the days, when he used to tuck me into his jacket and take me with him wherever he went. i have a particular fondness for this photo of us, because we're frenching and i'm in my beat hep-cat turtleneck. happy jk month all you jivin' cool cats and hep dawgs out there!

i have been framed, so i am here to testify. i have raised my right paw and swore to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

i was not stealering tad's card. i was sealing it with a kiss just like i told mom. i just wanted to do it in the privacy of my room so i could get my scent all over it so tad would know it was from me. and when mom tried to take it away before i was done, of course i ran away with it so i could finish the job properly. and then, yes, i will admit it did become something of a game (i forgot what i had in my mouth as mom and i played keep-away) and i did get a little teethy on the card. and it got torn up a little. but my intentions were totally pure. i am innocent, and we are taking tad's pressie over to him as soon as mom gets home.

thank you blog pals for believing in me. mom made sophie apologize for the viscious accusations and she even ate off of the same plate with me last night. i still love her, even though she is a mean sister most of the time.

TADdle tale by sophie

tad, this is sophie. if your massacreversary pressie doesn't make it to your house, here is proof of why. coco was all like, mom can i pleeeeeease seal tad's card-envelope-thing with a kiss? all innocent and doe-eyed. and mom was all like, aw honey how sweet of you - of course you can - what a thoughtful gesture...
then of course the truth comes out about little miss stealer as she grabs the card away from mom and runs away as fast as she can. she took it to her room and tried to lay low, hoping no one would notice her stealering (as if!!) she's like, hey if i dont' look at you then i don't see you and if i dont' see you, you don't see me, right? right??but you can plainly see by the look on her face that she is guilty and she knows she is a stealer and her name is coco stealerton and she stealers all the time. maybe she wants to make sure mom takes her over to tad's when she delivers the pressie. or maybe she wants to feel close to tad. whatever the reason, she is a kriminal because she takes things that do NOT belong to her every minute of every hour of every day and no one knows this better than me because she stealers my stuff constantly. so i'm just here to expose her for what she really is. not that i'm bitter, mind you, but you have the right to know the truth.

and i always tell the truth and i always (well almost always) pee and poo outside in the YARD like i'm supposed to (or at least in the dining room where no one sees me and not in PLAIN VIEW like some animals do) and i do better tricks than this stealer ever dreamed of and i am honest i hope tad gets his pressie before she stealers it too. - sophie

Barkday pawty numero dos

i'm so sorry it's taken me so long to get mom to give up the computer to me! she's been a nut-case for the past couple of weeks with lots of bor-ing crap. but now it's my turn to show you what happened when i turned one!

there were packages from all over the WORLD! this one is from the gorgeous bella in australia! i just crawled right inside to check it out!
and ohmydog, look what i found: yummy treats, a kangaroo and a koala bear!!! exotic animal friends from down under!! then there was this package from the lovely Ume - all the way from Singapore!!!! check it out!!!! Ume remembered that i love notatoys and sent me a GIANT one that mommy won't steal away from me! and there were these amazing popsicle things that i went crazy for, and even a bow for sophie. how thoughtful!
...and delicious! then the enchanting "massah" stopped by with a delivery from cousins fig and tad!!! fig gave me a froggie to remind me of my beloved tadpole...
and taddie gave me a pig to remind me of fig!! (um, i didn't quite "get that" cuz um, er, i do not see any resemblence whatsoever between a pig and a boston...)
...and then came the piece' de resistance...a screamin' loud balloon on a rope that massah wouldn't let them have becuase it was TOO LOUD. but not for me - it is awesome beyond description! but that's not all....
there was also ice cream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my girl katie came over to join the fun! we pawtied, ate, and played all night 'til i was so pooped i asked mom to please take off my dress, undo my hair, and let me fall into bed.thank you so much to all my wonderful friends for all the b-day wishes and pressies and licks! i am a very lucky girl to have so many great pals. you are all the bestest and i love you with all my puppy-love heart!!! coco

barkday pawty numero uno

OK so this weekend was reeeeaallly busy! first my boy jake moved out on friday and mom cried all night. but then in the middle of all the crying and howling, it was also my very first bark-day, and mom couldn't allow THAT IMPORTANT EVENT to go unnoticed. so for pawty number one, we went over to katie's new apawtment to celebrate and cheer mom up!

first mom and katie sang happy barkday to me, like this: " happy barkday to you (repeat), happy barkday sweet coco, you're my baby boo!" then my girl katie had a shiny little gift bag that i got to tear into! and nobody tried to take it away!!!

it had fun stuff inside! one of those lucky-lorenzo shaped pretend doggins, a tiny little t-shirt from shakawgo and lots of yummy TREATS!

hmmm...ok, there's the shirt...

OH HOLY DOG CRAP!!!! FAKE CHOCOLATE!!!!!!!!!!!

excuse me a moment, um... *lick, nibble, lick, lick, nibble*...be right with you...

ohmydog a puppy pretzel *chomp chomp chomp*

... ah, yeah, you know this barkday thing is workin' pret-ty good for me... ...even if i have to wear a goofy t-shirt for a minute and mom's too busy to get rid of the bizarre lights that flashed in my eyeballs when she tried to capture the hallmark moment.

anyway~ thanks to all my wonderful pals for all the happy barkday wishes!!! it was fun! and mom says there will be more pressies to open when she has time to take the pics (ohmydog she is trying to teach me that horrible hooman "virtue" - patience.)

break out the treats!

one year ago today i was borned, so mom says i am the birthday princess all day today! i am officially one year old! mom says we can't have our pawty until probably sunday, but she will take lots of pictures and i'll be posting them next week!

have a grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreat weekend, everydog!

boredom, diapers and chocolate martinis

mom's been busy moving out the hooman pups. it's so boring around here. everyone was gone ALL DAY LONG yesterday. they said we couldn't come with them cuz we wouldn't have any fun anyway, and might even get stepped on.

i did get a chance to go visit my girl's place yesterday but i got so excited i peed on her carpet and she freaked out. she told mom i had to wear one of my diapers next time i come over.

huh?!?!

yes, diapers. i am not posting any pictures of me in them, but my mom did buy me some a few months ago. they are unspeakably gross and embare-assing and i cannot possibly walk in them, let alone pee. (omd if i did, there'd be pee all over my beautiful hair. are these people nuts or what????)

mom is super stressed out and the pawents are growling at each other a lot. she keeps threatening to break out the chocolate martinis. i don't know what those are, but if it makes mom happier and more playful, i'm all for it!

(mom says secret apologies to auntie...butcha gotta remember, she is after all, a mere hooman)

fracturing pack

lots of weird happenings around here. my girl katie's packing up her stuff to move it to her first apartment. she says i can visit her anytime i want to cos they like having doggins around where she's going. she's moving to a complex next door to mommy's office, so mom says i'll probably get to see her a lot still.

...seems like just yesterday mom took this picture of us together when i was still a baby. now she's all grown up and moving out. mom and i are kinda bummed. but she promises we can have slumber pawties and stuff!

and if that wasn't enough, my boy jake is moving to sha-kawgo this month, too. he's going up there to college, whatever that is.

i don't know why my pack has to be breaking up and scattered about like this. it's very confusing to my little furry brain. jake's apartment complex doesn't allow doggins - even to visit. i think we pissed them off cos i was with mom when we applied for the dumb place. mom says she's gonna sneak me in anyway whenever she feels like it. (she's rebellious like me) it's sure gonna be weird without them around.