I have been really keeping my mommy busy. I got sick to my stomach but I am better now. Mommy thinks that I got sick because that girl Grace is sick with the flu too. Mommy has been trying to read this book Strengthen thy brethren and every time she tried to read I try to distract her. Yesterday she locked me out of the bathroom to read, so I sat at the door and cried, then that song Go rest high on that mountain started playing (mommy says that is the cell phone ring for that girl Grace) so I ran into the bathroom and knocked the book on the floor and lost mommy's place. She didn't get too mad because she said it was the devil doing that.

Mommy won't give me anymore of what she is eating because it made my stomach upset. Mommy doesn't want to clean up my mess anymore. In fact, the last piece of paper I shredded she spanked me, but not too hard because I was still laughing when I ran away from her. heehee. I like the shred the paper game, but don't like it when she has to clean it up. She starts that vacuum cleaner again and it makes me scared.

I now have found a new place to sleep during the day. The loveseat! Boy, is it comfortable. I sleep there when I let mommy work during the day.

What's happening

Well, it has been a while since Mommy let me on the computer. I've been a pretty good boy. I am still recouperating from my surgery. I take this stuff that Mommy keeps in the refrigerator. She gives it to me from a medicine dropper. She just puts it down towards my mouth and I lick it off the medicine dropper. That is my antibiotic so I don't get an infection and I really like the taste. She only gives me 1 medicine dropper full when I wake up and before I go to bed.

But while I was at the vet, I got FLEAS!!!

Boy, are they a nuisance. Mommy says that dogs getting fleas from the vet office is like sending a child to daycare... they always end up with some sort of sickness. Mommy keeps brushing me and running that stick across the carpet, it has a cord and is really loud. She calls it a vaccuum cleaner. But, the one good thing I get everyday is clean bedding. It smells soooo good. Mommy says it is because of Bounce. She takes my bedding into the room she won't let me in and then I hear water running. That's the washing machine. Then when it stops she goes in there again and puts it into another machine with a white piece of paper and then I hear it buzz and I have clean nice smelling bedding.

Anyway, Mommy made this recipe called Peanut Butter muffins. Her friend, Jackie had the recipe. She really likes to cook. I really like those muffins, especially the peanut butter.

But, she won't let me have PEANUT BUTTER PIE.

She said that it isn't good for dogs. I think that she likes it too much to share. She won't let me have: cheesecake, cereal with milk, spaghetti or anything I can make a mess with. I will eat almost everything that she gives me or I can lick off the floor. I don't like Goldfish pretzels though. They don't taste good and are hard to chew.

What I learned to do

I learned to jump up on the couch and love seat (not at the same time). Mommy was sitting and talking on the phone and I jumped up in her lap. I haven't learned to jump down yet because it is too scary!!

She took me to the vet on Tuesday. I had an operation. Mommy said that she was sorry, but that she was a responsible pet owner and I needed to have that done. But I get to wear that stupid looking cone head thing. The vet called it an E collar. That is so I won't hurt myself where my operation was. Mommy took pictures of me with the collar on. I can't wait to take it off. It gets in my way when I try to play with the towels in the bathroom, eat or drink out of my bowls or get my toys out of my toy basket. I get to take that thing off on Tuesday.

I really like my vet. The last 3 times I went, Mommy left me. Two of the three times, I got to spend the night and the third time was for my operation. But they gave me a bath, trimmed my toenails. Fun, isn't it.

I got to eat tangerines today. Boy, I liked them. I like to eat almost everything, even pickles! Mommy won't give me chocolate, milk, ice cream, or cheesecake. She said that isn't good for me. If she has spaghetti, she will only give me noodles. She said because that red sauce will get all over everything and she doesn't want to clean it up. My favorite food is an overlight egg mixed with cheese grits. Can't you tell I am from the south? I am also very fond of grated cheese on my dog food. I think I already told you this, my favorite treat is Pup-peroni. I just love them. Mommy says they look like Slim Jims.

Mommy dropped an onion on the floor and she had to chase me around the chair again. I tried to eat it but she got it before I could get a chance to take a big bite. She told me that it was hot. I don't know, is it? I was hoping she would throw it and I could chase the onion. It looks like a ball! and I love to chase the ball.

What I learned last week

Oh by the way, that girl named Grace is my big sister. The reason she isn't here most of the year is that she goes to college. Crown College in fact. Maybe, when I grow up I can go there, too. But, I think I have to be able to carry a laptop and walk on two legs for a long time. I only do that to show off right now. Everyone thinks I am cute when I do that.

Last week, I learned to jump up on the couch and the loveseat. Mommy only lets me do it sometimes. She will tap her leg and I jump up in her lap and lay next to her chin.

My friends and family

Mommy has this girl that comes to see us and stays in that room I can't go in. Mommy calls her Grace. When she comes to visit, I spend a lot of time in my kennel (I sleep in there at night, too). But, she plays with me and calls me her baby, too. (How confusing, mommy calls me baby and she calls me her baby, too!) I like it when she leaves. i find these little black pieces of metal everywhere (mommy calls them "bobbypins"). I chew on them but mommy chases me and takes them away from me. She said they will hurt me.

I have a friend. His name is Sebastian. He is a cockatiel, He lives in a black cage. I like to pull his cover off when mommy is on the phone. Mommy covers him up when he gets too noisy. When I take the cover off, he talks (mommy calls it squawking and tells him to hush). He sometimes flies down off his cage and walks across the kitchen floor. I try to get close to him to talk to him more but he hisses at me and we run away from each other. Sometimes he sings really pretty. I don't know the songs yet. Mommy calls the Andy Griffith show tune, Jag show tune, and Dixie. He get confused and sings every song he knows all at once and they are mixed together. They make mommy laugh.

Mommy is learning this blogging thing. Once she can figure out what she is doing, she will put picture of me on line. Mommy says she is cyber stupid. I don't know what that means but it sounds funny, huh?

I am tired of typing, so I will tell you tomorrow what I learned to do today. Maybe, if mommy learns how to put pictures on her. I can show you my toys and some pictures of me.

Hi, my name is Spanky.I was born on June 12,2006.I am a Gemini. That is supposed to be the zodiac sign for the "Twins".I am supposed to be:Adaptable and versatilecommunicative and wittyIntellectual and eloguentYouthful and lively. that is for all people who believe in horoscopes. Mommy (her name is Missy) calles them "horrible scopes". I don't know but i think that could describe me. I am intelligent. I can tell when I only get dog food by itelf when I know it is supposed to have more goodies with it. I know where the pup-peroni is and will stand on my hind leges to get it. I also can get the ball, rope, and my babies when mommy says to go get them. She will throw them and i will go get them and we will play for hours until i tire out mommy. We have sooooo much fun. I am youthful and lively, too. Mommy says i am the prettiest long haired chihuhuha that she ahs ever seen. I don't bark (unless you won't give me a bite of food off your plate). I don't bit or snap. I did one time but that was because I had sandspures in my foot and they hurt and I didn't want anyone to touch them and hurt me more. I ran outside and went in the neighor's grass (just a little bit) and then I got sandspurs... boy, i won't do that again!!I whine only when I want mommy to play with me.I will even wait at the door for mommy to open the door when I hear ding-dong(that's what she calls a doorbell) and she usuall says "spandkydoodle who's here? Let's see."
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