BATHS

I don't like getting wet, I don't like being cold. Mom has this whole thing about me being clean and smelling nice. Since there was this big snow storm the sidewalk outside has been sloppy and dirty, as you can guess I have short leggs and get slapped and soaking wet and drentched with water.

Yesterday all the snow was melting, and mom and Frank took me to get coffee in the morning. I got wet and dirty and on the way back up all the stairs I heard mom tell Frank it was time for me to get a bath. Not only did I try to get as dirty as I could but I stoped and ate every single piece of stuff on the ground. It made mom so angrey that I was taking my time on the stairs that she ran up without me. I got to the door and I heard the sink running. Mom picked me up and put me under the water, I fought her the whole time, and splashed as much as I could. Finally Frank had to come in and hold me down while mom rinsed me.

With the two of them holding me down, I could not win. I think I am going to work on my strength for the next time I get a bath. I hear push-up's are the way to go.

SNOW DAY!!!

It is snowing in NYC so bad today. The snow almost covers my body. Mom is letting me run around on the roof and play with the snow.

It got a bit cold, but right before I froze my paws off mom picked me back up and made me all warm with a towel. Frank decided to be a crazy boy and bike in the snow. Mom was soo worried about him, but decided to let him be silly. He came over and told us both we were right, biking in this amount of snow was silly. Good thing Frank is a good biker and knows what he is doing. I am still waiting for my bike lesson. Come on Frank, you are supposted to be my positive male role model!



UPDATE: I spoke too soon when me and mom said that Frank thought that biking in this amount of snow was silly. He is completely unrepentant in his love of biking in the snow and has enjoyed every minute of getting around in the blizzard.

Mom forgot to pay the bills

Mom forgot to pay the ConED bill and they shut off the electricity. I was minding my own buisness and all of a sudden I am surrounded by darkenss. Mom's brother JR was there thank god but it is really scary to not see where you are going. Now I heard from mom that she does not want to come home untill they turn on the service because she is scared of infestation. Yuck.

Silver City

Frank decided to make mom rent "Silver City" yesterday and it turned out to be a good movie. It is a John Sayles film, which means that the cast and the acting are going to be great, and there is no doubt going to be a political messege.
The cast was stellar, Chris Cooper is always fantastic. The most shocking to me was Daryl Hannah she looked like an amazon women/olympic hopeful slut. Which brings me to amazon women, I learned that they used to cut off their boobs to make themselves better at the sport, and it helped aid in their survival.

Very interesting.
The political aspects of the movie it self were a bit scary to me, when I realized it was baced on a certian president mom did not vote for. I wont ruin it for you all but the ending makes a person want to never swim again.

Happy Birthday to Me!!!!

Today I am 1 years old!!!!! Let me give you a breif history about how I came to write this blog.
I was in a cage at the Dartmouth Mall,

When mom came in with Alica and Jude and picked me out. I loved mom right away and forced her to buy me. "How much is that Doggy in the window?" was playing in the background. They took me back to Alicia's house in New Bedford,

and I met Yukie for the first time. I was so sleep from being drugged in the Pet store so I slept on mom for hours. After smelling grass, and going for walkes it was time for me to move on and go to Boston to meet Grandma for the first time.

It was fun there but it rained and grandma talked to me in a stupid voice and petted me too much. After a few days there is was time to go on to Mom's home in NYC, I rode in a car with some of mom's brothers JR and Michael,

And they kicked me around, and played rough with me.
Mom rescued me and showed me where I would be sleeping and I started to settle in, and make NYC my home.

I met Frank a few days later and discovered the salt lick! Thanks mom for rescueing me from the Pet store and bringing me on adventures all over!

Mom Poisons Us

I am lying on the Floor taking a nap, and mom is on the phone with grandma and all is well. All of a sudden mom screams so loud it makes me run and hide under the bed, but I still keep my head out to peep the scene. She gets the hammer and starts banging it on the desk-screaming die, shit heads die. First of all the language is an issue, and second of all what is she killing? I don’t have time to find out, because she starts spraying RAID all over the desk. It smells so bad that I can’t really be in the same room with her, And it makes my hair curl.

I go to the kitchen but there is no escaping the smell. I can’t really see clearly and I am finding it hard to stand up. Mom is coughing and turns on the air conditioner, and we go and sit in the bathroom with the small window open. She tells me that a nest of baby roaches has hatched and is all over the desk. Gross, Gross! They are nasty and small and like my food dish. I understand why mom got so scared, but both of us can’t go back to the bedroom yet because the smell is so bad. Finally at 2am, we go and lie down in bed, I still can’t breath right, and mom has a headache. We go to sleep, and have Raid filled dreams.

Back without presents

Usually I am not that greedy, but considering that this was my first time away from mom for such a long time I was hopeing for a present when she came back. Katie and Rick were good to me, they took me on long walks, and fed me all sorts of treats. Mom was right all Kaite did was try on Mom's clothes, and Rick watched TV.
Mom and Frank came back at 12am, huffing and puffing up the stairs. I heard them on level D, but I waited and did not bark. Mom came running in and scooped me up and the next thing I remember was licking her neck for an hour. Frank fell asleep cause he had to get up for work at like 6:30am, but he did not get away without being licked.
All night I was sniffing around for a present, but could not find anything. In the morning I even let mom sleep later than normal, but when she woke up there was still no present. It is good to have them back, and they told me San Diego was Fun, but come on I am a bit hurt that they did not bring me a present. I'll show them, I'll leave mom a present (self-made) at the end of the bed.

Mom and Frank are leaving me

For 5 whole days, Mom and Frank are going to San Diego without me!!! That is so unfair, I want to go to California. My thought was to just drive there, cause I am not such a big fan of Airplanes, but come on I would fly. I hope I won't be scared without them, Like I was scared to go into the pool.

I have babysitters who I think are going to come and stay with me, Rick and Katie. They are mom's friends and people she is in Red Star with who live near by. I like them a lot, but all Rick does is watch Sports on the TV and Katie goes around the apartment and tries on Mom's clothes. I hope the will pet me a lot Because I am going to be sad mom is leaving for so long. I guess on the positive side I will have a lot of time to work on my Blog.

It's a sad sad day in Hollywood

It has finally happened, Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston have split. I was holding my breath all these years, and I was right couples in California can not last. What is more disturbing is that CNN, the post and others covered the Brad and Jen split and put it up along side with the tsunami disaster. As a young puppy in NYC, I am always yearning to know all the inside gossip of the stars, but this has crossed the line. When the papers and the news channels, and the Internet makes this stupid story "big news" it is so awful!

What's next, how about lets take half of the Red Cross fund and donate it to the Brad and Jen sadness fund. Maybe then it will clear up all the tears shed in Hollywood on this sad sad day,

Stand-Up Comedy

Mom and Frank dragged me to see mom's friend do live comedy. Good thing it was free because I learned from other dogs to never pay for Comedy if you are going to be stuck listening to awkward and bad other people. Judah Friedlander is who mom and Frank were there to see, I like him (but he pretends to be allergic to me).

He's really not, because I am hypo-allergic thank you very much, but he has a whole stick about it! Anyway he was performing at some comedy club down the street and they allowed me to come in or more like forced me. Once I sat down that's when the berating began. I was made fun of in a mean way, my voice was pointed out and they made fun of Frank liking me. Some women who were not even funny told Frank that he must hate to have to take mom and me out, like I'm some kind of burden. Judah finally came on stage, and told the audience that this place was such a dump that they had to have dogs as audience members. I think that though it is funny it was not nice. I thought he was my friend. The lesson learned is that dogs should not come to comedy clubs, Mom and Frank should only see comedy when the people are good. And lastly it is more painful to wait and listen to 3 really bad comics while waiting for the one good comic (Judah), than If I were to wax my whole body.

Why Do I have a Tail?

Over salmon and freshly made cobbler mom and Frank discussed the point of my tail.

I was thinking the same thing the other day when it was raining and it got very heavy. I was wondering why I had to drag behind me something so long and sopping wet. To my surpise, mom had already done research on this subject. When I asked her, between my barks and begging for salmon, she took me into the other room, sat me down and told me the truth. I felt as if my search for Santa Clause was happening again. It turns out there is no point for my tail. If I was reared in England back when dogs were used for hunting and herding then my tail would have been "docked" because no one wanted to pay the luxery tax for having a non-working canine. I am, of course, a luxurious dog and would have demanded that my fluff stay on the end. But, if it would have saved mom a lot of tax money, I would have gone through with it. As it is, I used it from time to time to swat away flies in the summertime and to show just how much I want a piece of multi-berry cobbler.

Happy New Year!!!

Last night Frank let me drink Champagne out of his glass. Mom had saved this really nice bottle of Champagne, (a 1990 Dom Perignon) and chilled it and broke it out to toast 2005! I could tell that it was some of the best Champagne that Mom and Frank had tasted. It was even better when Frank bent down and let me drink directly from his glass. After a few more sipps I was trashed and went to lay down in my bag and started to dream about being back in Florida

and let the new year roll in. Frank and Mom then went to a party in a NYU Dorm. Funny Right! It was actually a party thrown by the Woman who is the dorm manager, so she had the coolist apartment. It is a huge, huge, huge 1 bedroom with a view to die for. Mom and Frank came home later that night raving about the place, and mom was even more excited that there were 3 Siamese cats there.

I hope she gets one, I really want a playmate.