Funny Game

Yesterday, I decided to play a funny game with Mommy. Well, I thought it was funny at first.

I was hiding in the laundry basket with my head down so she wouldn't see me. But I guess she was still typing away on her computer for a long, long time so I fell asleep. Anyway... when it was bedtime, she was looking for me and I heard her call my name. I decided to keep hiding.

My tummy started hurting from holding in my chuckles because she was going in circles and circles, all around the house, turning on all the lights, going outside, peeking in the neighbors' yards. All while I was just sitting quietly in the laundry basket.

She started sounding really worried and she woke up Bryan and he said I came inside after our walkies. Which I did. But Mommy started panicking, because she couldn't find me.

So then I decided to jump out and say, "Here I am!" Then Mommy almost started to cry, saying she was so worried I was lost. Man... I was just trying to be funny. Sometimes Mommy can be so dramatic.

Groomsies

Sometimes, when I'm bored, I like to groom the dogs. They just don't keep proper hygiene. I like to give Tilly little spikies to style up her hair a little. I don't know why it's so funny. My mom seems to think it's hilarious. So does Tilly. Don't you see the stylish bum?

Rainy

I hate it when it's rainy. Mostly because I have to get my paws all yucky walking outside. I wish my mom would build a giant cover for the yard. Yes... and my birthday is coming up... so maybe I'll get my wish.

Take that ShiShi Poo!

I think it's so hilarious how Granny loves me so much more than she loves Molly. Obviously it's because I'm the best dog ever. But you already knew that.

She's adjusting well, but she stays next door with Granny so I don't have to deal with her that often. More importantly, I got a haircut today. Not quite a full one, but just a trim around my face so that Mom says I can see. I don't know what she's talking about. I can see fine.

My uncle Mikey was visiting us these last few weeks and he just left recently. He's taller than I remember. Luckily, he stayed next door too. I am beginning to run out of places to stretch my legs. Yesterday, Brendan ran to my bed and I was very upset. I tried to tell Mom that this just wasn't cool. And she thought it was "cute" and posted it on Facebook. Hmmm... I think I need to start a Facebook account and tell people about the abuse I go through. Just look at THIS!

Molly

Once upon a time, in a town called Maite in Guam, there lived a crazy woman named Mommy. Yep, that's right. My mom has gone off the deep edge. We have added yet another member to this canine clan. Well, I guess you can say that she's not really a NEW addition, per se. Since she was granny's dog in Manila. But since granny moved here, I guess she JUST HAD TO move here too.

I think it's hilarious how she freaks out at the big doggies. HAHAHAHAHA! Get used to it Missy. But if you stick by me, you'll be alright. Just don't bother me during my beauty sleep.

My Tired Mommy

My mommy looks stressed. I see her typing typing typing away on her computer longer and longer. I keep her company even though I just sleep on the couch while she types so she doesn't feel lonely. Every now and then, she will take a break and pat me on the head and call me a good girl. I like that.

But sometimes, I am in a deep sleep and don't want to get up by the time she goes to bed. I can't tell time. But I think it's pretty late, because Zeke and Zeus are already snoring very loudly.

Anyway, today she said she needed a break, so she made us some treats. Aww, my poor mommy. Even when she's taking a break, she has to do something. Bryan calls her a workaholic. I have to google what that means.

In the meantime, look at these yummy punkin' pies she made for us. YUM!!! Just in time for Halloween.

Bye Bye AJ

AJ went to his new home this week. I have to admit, I kind of miss the little booger. But I met his new family, and they look quite alright. His new name is Cooper, and I can tell he is going to be spoiled because he will be an only fur-child. I miss the days when I was an only fur-child. *Sigh*

In other news, my mom has been tearing up the house lately, preparing for all her trunk shows. Yesterday was Dogtoberfest, and I am glad she didn't want me to go, because it was a hot hot hot day. I enjoyed taking a nappy.

But perhaps I do need to go out one of these days. I'll think about joining the golden crew at the dog park... we'll see how I feel later.