Daisy's Life

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Destroyed Bed

Man did my mom get mad last night. She had gotten me a bed with a heating pad in it a couple of weeks ago when it got cold. Well last night it got kind of uppity and I had to put it in its place. Well, mom wasn't really happy with the aftermath. It had two layers of foam around a heating pad and I had completely destroyed one of the layers of foam and had started on the other layer when my mom found out. I regret doing it now because I don't have a heated bed to sleep on anymore. Mom says that she isn't going to get me another one just to have me destroy it. So now there are some towels and a blanket in my kennel for me to snuggle in. There not as good as the heated bed.
We went to a different park than we usually go to today. This one had a special area for dogs. It even had separate areas for big and small dogs. This is a good thing because there was a mastiff in the big dog yard that had to be over 150 lbs. Well I ran around and played with several of the other dogs (including a 4 month old Boston terrier puppy named Libby) for a few hours until I was exhausted. After mom got me home and had given me a bath she thought that I was going to be tired for the rest of the day because of how hard I had played. Man was she wrong. I took an hour nap and was right back at it. The picture above is me after my nap. Mom says that we will go back to that park so I can play with the other dogs again. I can't wait.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Dog Property Laws

1. If I like it, it's mine.
2. If its in my mouth, it's mine.
3. If I can take it from you, it's mine.
4. If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.
5. If it's mine, it must never appear to be yours in any way.
6. If I'm chewing something up, all the pieces are mine.
7. If it looks like mine, it's mine.
8. If I saw it first, it's mine.
9. If you are playing with something and you put it down, it automatically becomes mine.
10. If its broken, it's yours.

Friday, November 04, 2005

Notes To Self - pt. 1

Notes To Self
1. No matter how many times I take off my clothes, mom will always put them back on.
2. No more pooping in the house. Mom will always find it.
3. If I go outside and role around and get smelling good mom will always wash me.
4. Not all dogs think i'm cute and want to play with me. (though I don't know why)
5. The toy I want to play with will always be at the bottom of the toy basket.
6. The cat is not a toy nor does she want to play with me. EVER
7. The cats litter box is not a food bowl.
8. The cats food is not my food.
9. The cats toys are not my toys.
10. Not everyone enjoys my farts.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Fun Day

I had so much fun today. This morning my mom took me to this place she called "the park." It was fun. I saw some ducks and some other people and some other dogs. I even saw two other Boston Terriers just like me. We stayed there for a few hours. I looked around and sniffed all kinds of neat smells on the air while my mom read a book. After we left there we went to Petsmart. I love petsmart. I got to meet some more people and some more dogs. As soon as I went in the front door there was ANOTHER Boston Terrier right there. His name was Jake. He was so cool. Our moms let us play for a few minutes before we had to go shopping. He was just a little older than me at one year. So we went looking around the store. I got some food, some treats and new toy. Then when we went to pay for the stuff I saw Jake again and our moms let us play again.

It was such a good day.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Day After Halloween

So, last night was fun. People kept coming to the door and asking for treats and mom gave them some treats. I don't understand this. I ask for treats all the time but I just get told that I have already had enough for now. Maybe it was because they were dressed up. No, that couldn't be it. I was dressed up last night too and I still didn't get any treats.

My mom said I did very good last night. With all the people that kept coming to the door and knocking and ringing the doorbell I could have been barking up a storm but I didn't. My mom kept me on a leash so I wouldn't run out the door when it was opened but she let me go up and meet some of the people who were there. One time a couple of little kids came to the door while there mom waited down the steps for them. She saw me and gave one of the kids a biscuit to give to me. It was good but not as good as a "nanner." Speaking of which, I haven't had one today. I need to go find my mom and fix that.