Wednesday, December 23, 2009

WHAT THE...?


I awoked this morning at two in da mornin' (which I did not want to do since Mama and I had just settled down at 12:30).There was something on the nightstand. Everything on the nightstand was MOVING! I climbed over mama to get a closer look, and eyes met mine. Eyes! Small, flashing, beady eyes. Mama woke up, looked at me, then at the moving objects on the nightstand, then at me, then the nightstand. "What the..?" she asked, reaching to turn on the light.

It was Maisie! I don't like the rat. The rat is scary. But mama picked her up, and they stared at one another. She scolded her, asked her how she got out, and put her back in the cage with a book on top. Then, we tried to settle back down, watched some tv, and about four thirty we felled back asleep. Then at seven Emily knocked on the door. "Uh..Maisie is out.." Damn rat! She woked us up AGAIN!

We snoozed the afternoon, though. Then she maded me ride for hours in the car. At least I gots to see Mimi and Pop!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

The Bestest Mama Ever


Mama gaved me a wonderful suwpwise today. I thoughted I had lost moo cow, but she founded him in the car and broughted him home to me! Isn't she the bestest Mommy? Of course, I was first and foremost concerned that she broughted herself home. I misses my Mommy when she is away. However, I sawed the moo cow, and after a hug, I tooked it and gladly chewed. She told me she felt like she had a baby the way I losted my toy in the car, and I was so happy when she broughted it back. Moo cow is my favorite. With a close second tie between Benny da Duck and Wally the Bear.

See Moo Cow is special because Mommy bought it to let me know I was still her favoritest. Just before Emily moved in with Jax and Cullen Mommy wanted to let me know that just because other puppies was going to be here that I was still the most important. So she boughted Moo Cow and gave it to me, to just be mine and all mine. All the other puppies and I share all our toys, but Moo Cow she doesn't take out of our room (unless we're going on a trip, then he comes with us) because it is just MY toy. It is very specials to me because Mommy gave it just to me.

I is so glad to have him back. I shall sweep so well tonight with moo cow beside me once more.

Monday, December 14, 2009

What a Week!


So dis week I stays with Mimi and Pops. Of course Mama was there too. I cannot goes anywhere without my mama. So...I ates lots of good foods. We had ham. I like ham a lot. I cuddled bunches with Mimi. She loves when I cuddles. She makes this little noise and calls me 'sweet boy.' I likes that. I cuddled with Pop too, and though he tries to act like he doesn't like it, I think he does.

I played with the big kitties. Maggie is very big now. She's bigger than me. Smokey's always been bigger than me, but Maggie is too now. Mama says she lost her 'kitten face' and now has 'Maine Coon face' instead. Whatever that means. Mama didn't feel good so she spent lotses time in the tub, and Pop yelled at her because he said she flooded the yard. It rainded a lot. I think that flooded the yard.

Then after five days we loaded up the car to max capacity and drove home. I was real tired by the time we got there, and we got Daddy and he laughed at me. He said 'tired puppy!' I was. I weally weally was. But I still hugged Daddy. Then I cuddled in between him and mama and got a good night's sleep. Ah, home.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Whys You Gives Finals?


So my Mama's payin' me NO attention! I decided to twicks her tho! I laid downs on her final paper and book. She cannot read with me on top of it! She has to touches me to get to it! Hahaha! I are smawt Bay-wee. I are the greatest! Of only she did not have final. She could cuddles me instead. She tells me "move!" but I dos not wants to! I wants to love and play. I cried and whines. She gets angry, but I do not care. I wants attention. Give me 'tention Mama!

*whine*

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Drunk People gots the Dumbs


So Mom and Dad don't weally go to beds early anyway, but that's ok. We'd been asleep like...two hours when all of a sudden BAM weally weally loud noise! It hurted my ears so bad, and I cried. I was like "what's going on?" And Dad sat up and looked at Mom like she was doing it. I think it scared him as much as it scared me. And since no one knew what to do we all put on clothes and ran outside. Dad carried me, and Mom put Nessie in her blanket since Emily had Cullen and John had Jax. Cullen was scared, too. Nessie just wanted to go back to sleep...

So we all headed outsides and there was lotses people! But the ones who live across the hall kept saying things like it was Obama's fault...isn't he like the president or something? How could he make the fire alarm go off? I thinks it was their faults. They gots the dumbs.

It took like fifteen or twenties minutes for de fire people to get there. They looked around. Nothing. Police talked to the drunk people. Wish they'd arrested them so they would have stopped makin noises. But they didn't. Then the just flipped the switch and like magic the loud noise stopped. I was glad. So Mom and Dad and Emily and John and Cullen and Jax and Nessie and I all went back inside. I was glad. I was cold.

So I cuddles up between Mom and Dad. We all wents to sleeps together, then. At least one nice thing came out of the drunks who had the dumbs.

Monday, November 30, 2009

My fwiend Nessie


Sos Mama kitty-sitted for Emily, and I got to knows Nessie. She'd always been around...at least for a lil while, and we'd had a few fun chases. However, I found out what a good playmate she is! She likes to eat my tail, and I come at her, mouth open, but never close it. I don't wants to hurt her. Mama tells me all the time to get gentle because she is tiny. I don't think she's tiny. She can't be much smaller than me. I'm the cutest tinies doggie dat ever was! But I am big too. I tough.

Anyway, sos Nessie and I would play and play and play, and then she'd get tired and fall asleep curled up in my belly! She keeps me warms. I thought she was a little annoying before, but I learned a lesson: kitties can be fun too.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Tuwkey!


I has met the love of my life. Her name is tuwkey. I loves it so much. I eated as much as I could....as much as Mama would give me...but Tuwkey is secwetly evil. It has a magically pwopewty mama said is called twip-to-fan. It makes me sleepies. So so sweepie. I wode the whooooole way home and barely wokes up. So so so sweepy! It tooked me hours to pry myself up and to even wake up enough to begs for more tuwkey. Is so so good. So...so...good.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

I Pee da Tree

So I was bad boy, but it maded no sense! Why put a tree inside? Why make any tree that I cannot pees on? I simply thought, "self, I needs to pee. Mommy is busy. I not bother her. I pees on that lovely tree in front of me." I hiked my leg. I peed. Mom yelled. Then she laughed. I hided nonetheless. I do not likes when she yells.

Oh great tree of Christmas, why must I not pee on you? This will perplex me forevers.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Seepy Boy


Mama ain't done much for da last few days...cept sleep. She's still sick, and when she's not sweepin' she's gone...so I seeps lots. She's a nice cuddle buddy. I likes to cuddle. She did roll over on me the other night, because I was cuddlin' close. She squished me! It was ok because she apologized. She did chase me when I pooped in her dress, though. I was just hidin' it!!!

Oh wells, maybe she'll feel better soon. Den we's can do something besides seeps all da time. Dat would be real nice. Like goes to the park and play wid other dogs! Or we could go see Mimi and Pops! Or Daddy could throw me up in de air! Well...maybe not that...dat's scary. At least go for a nice ride...anyways, in da meantime, I can play wid Jax and Cullen and poke Nessie with my nose. She bites my tail. My tail is not a toy!

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Breakin' In


So Mama gots sicks, and I tried to cheer her up. However, she wanted Daddy. He didn't answer da phone, so I had to go wid Mama in the car and drive to Daddy's at three in the mornin!

So we get there and the door is locked, big surprise. So Mama opens the garage door so she can slide under and unlock the door inside. But just as Mama got on her knees to reach underneath we heard in a deep, scary voice "What the **** you doin'?" Mama screamed, and Daddy thrust a knife out from under the door at us. I just wagged my tail and said, "Hi! Daddy!"

After Mama kept screaming and crying, he figured out who she was. He said "I knew it was her when I looked down and saw my pajama pants." He thought we was robbin' the house!

After he explained to his Mommie that everything was ok, we settled down in his room, and he took care of Mama with me. He's a good Daddy, even if he did scare Mama.

Maybe she will feel better soon. I sure hope so.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Bad Boy Day 2


I can't helps it I loves to chew! I was doin' so good with the no pees or poops since yesterday, but I had to do something. I did not know the box was special. I did not know Mommy made it for Daddy to put the key to her heart in last Valentine's day. I did not know how upset it would make him. I did not know he would spank me and yell at me and throw me the cave! He shut me in the cave for a whole hour! I APPOLOGIZES MOMMY PLEASE DON'T TAKE ME BACK TO DA POUND! DADDY SAID YOU WAS GONNA TAKE ME BACK TO DA POUND!

But Mommy hugged me and told me it was ok after my hour long time out. Then she lefted me all day in the room...I will not poop. I will not chew. I will not poop. I will not chew. I says it over and over and maybe it will come true.

Baywee

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Bad Baiwee


I are bad baywee...Mom found my secret spot...

She thought I was being a good pooper, but I was being a private pooper. I was crafty but not no more. She went into da closet to find I had pooped, again...

She picked up dat poop, but then she noticed I had other poop hided in clothes. For over a week I had been taking da clothes from the clean basket and putting dem on top the poop to cover it. I had a whole load of clothes piled with poop and pee...until Mommy founded it...

And den...she spanked me. I felted so bad. I pwomise to never poop in the house again! Mommy pwease don't scolded me again! Pwease Mama, pwease!

She lefted me all day, and when she returned, I hugged her so hard. I said I sowwy Mommy! Pwease don't scold me again!!!

So dat my story...
Forgives me world.
I a poor pooper.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Today I take care of Mama


So my mama is sick, and I took care of her all day. And by taking care, I mean I cuddled with her, eated her cough drops, and slapped her face this morning because she was breathing funny. I did look at her in the bath, too, because she was in there a long time. But I could not stay in that room too long. She might bathe me.

But she felt good enough tonight to put me in a new shirt she bought me! She buys me puppy clothes and baby clothes and makes me wear them. I don't mind. I consider myself a fashionista of puppy apparel.

Emily says I should wear it to thanksgiving and be a proper gentleman. I say to that: I'm one already!

Da Bloggin' Baywee


Hi! My name is Bailey, and I am a pomchi. That is a Pomeranian Chihuahua. I was founded by my Mama at the humane society last January. Now I lives in an apartment with mama and dis rat named Maisie that scares me. Daddy comes and visits me a lot, and it makes me happy.

There are also some people who moved in a while ago...Emily and sometimes John, her boyfriend. I like them just fine, but I love her puppies! The big one is Jax. He is my boyfriend. I loves him. The little one is Cullen, and he's ok. He just tries to steal my food sometimes.