I'm trying to stay out of trouble!

Finally, I'm back on the keyboard! Boy, between Pat and Dave, lately I just can't seem to get any time on the computer. I'll try to get this out before they find out I'm on this thing.

 

They took me to that place again. You know the one with all these strange new people picking me up and putting me in this cage. I was a little tougher this time. I was in a quieter place and some of the people came by and said hi to me. When Dave came for me we had lots of fun in this place where Dave took my leash off and let me run around. Now that was really fun!

I've had another shot in my behind! I hope they're not bringing me to this Vet guy and girl to just stick a sharp thing in my butt! I didn't feel too good for a day or so but I guess its part of growing up.

On top of that, I was told I was five ounces overweight! What? I know Pat gives me healthy food and some really good treats.... wait a minute, come to think of it, I haven't had that many treats lately. Boy, they're good! Gee, they sure know how to trick me.

 

Speaking of growing up, I'm going to be one pretty soon! I wonder what I'll get for my first birthday. Maybe something from the table! Or something they call a "doggie-bag!" I'm not counting on it... they are doggie-health-nuts!

 

Anyway, I notice it's getting hotter down here. I still like the long walks Dave takes me on but boy I need a rest when I get back in the house. He takes my water bottle when we go and that helps but I must take twenty steps to his two! I'm not complaining. He uses this leash that lets me walk ahead and really search out lots of stuff. I've never seen so many new things. Crazy bugs, funny (and fast) lizards, birds of all kinds and these things called, "Squirrels." Hey, I'm bigger than they are but I'm pretty sure I can catch one... that is if Dave ever let's my leash go out when I dart after them. Man, can they climb trees! I recently chased one up the tree and that wise guy hung up-side-down and tried to stare me down!

Below, you can see how I chased him up the tree. I know you can't see him that well so I asked Dave to put this little picture in so you can see how he mocked me!

 I was more than a little mortified but I'll get over it!

Hold it, something just moved... and the chase is on!

 

Darn, another one got away thanks to Dave and this darn leash!

 Ya, I'm talking to you Dave!

Take my backside for that!

 

 

Well, last night I tempted fate. I take advantage of Dave and Pat when they are on the computer. Lately, I've taken to going to my bed while they are busy at the keyboard. They leave me alone and totally loose track of me. Well, last night I made my move. Dave hit the keyboard and I go into stealth mode.

 

This time I go under their big bed and took along "Ziggy." "Ziggy" is my newest toy and boy did I do a number on him!



I think it took me all of five or so minutes to rip that sucker apart!

Suddenly, Dave called to me. Uh oh! He got up and began looking for me. Couch...nope, my pen... nope, my bed... nope. He begins to call me louder. My mistake was a give away, I crawled out from under the bed. His curiosity got the better of him and he wondered what I was up to. I'm not sure if it was some of "Ziggy's" stuffing stuck to my mouth but he hit the floor and looked under the bed.

 

 He reached in and pulled out some of "Ziggy!" Quickly, I did what any red-blooded household pet would do... I looked for another dog in the house!

For some reason, he didn't believe me. He said a whole bunch of stuff to me and I thought it best if I just let him have his say! I knew they just can't stay mad at me for too long.

 

 Then he began to dig out the rest of "Ziggy" from under the bed and I thought it would be a good idea to help him.

 

Actually, I felt kinda bad for poor "Ziggy."

 

 He was a good friend. I just couldn't help myself. He was just a little too easy to tear apart.

 

I'd like to tell you that Pat scolded me and sent me to my pen but she was

 

just showing Darlene how I go into my pen when they go out.

 

But to be honest, I really do miss "Ziggy!"

I do get around!

Ahhhh, life is good! Dave takes me for long walks. I get to roll in the grass, chew on fallen tree stuff and experience all kinds of new and neat things. I've starred down alligators, chased more than a few birds and nearly caught at least a hundred tiny lizards. What more can a dog ask for!

I find these dry twigs and carry them along my walk. Its sort of like my "badge of honor."

 

I'm getting the hang of this car-seat thing. Dave did something to it so it doesn't fold down when I stand on the top edge of it. I get to see things a lot better now. But, things pass by me so fast I can't see them that good.

 

Dave was playing with some wood the other day and I got to sit in his lap and check it out. Oh boy, the wood smells really good. I'd like to sink my teeth into this soft stuff but he always pulls me away when I get too close. Its not fair that he gets to play with these pieces and I don't. I'll just settle for the corners of Pat and Dave's furniture.

 

I'm really good and "hunting" all the funny animals down here. I don't know what this thing is but I've "flushed" out a bunch of them already. But this one is out in the daytime! I've only seen these things at night. And, it's much more fun finding them at night. Dave cannot see them and I drag Dave right up to them before he can see them and .... surprise!

These things are anti-social! They don't pay any attention to me. I know, the next time I'll try my "jump and pounce" routine on them!

 

I just got to meet Alice. She's a friend of Jack's. She was really excited to see me. She seems to know all about us doggies. I think she has two doggies. I'd like to meet and play with them. She calls them "Huskies." I wonder how big they are. I bet I can run circles around them.

 

Ah, it doesn't get any better than this! Hugs, squeezes, all this attention, if this is a dog's life give me more!

 

Wow! Another surprise, Winston! Dave walked me across the street and there was Buzz walking my buddy Winston! What a day. Winston is really cool. I can get away with all kinds of stuff with him.

I can take his toys away from him, hide were he can't get me and make him growl really loud! He scared me at first but he's a push-over. I've even ripped a few of his toys apart and he doesn't even bark at me. Winston doesn't even bother me when I jump into Buzz or Darlene's lap.

 

One thing about Winston is that he is really heavy. Maybe that's why people like it when I sit in their laps.

 

Till next time....Lilly!

I like walks!

Here I am after one of Dave's walks! Sure, I may be tired but I sniffed just about everything on the walk. I've chased more than a few of the little lizards that hang around down here and Dave keeps me off these things he calls "ant hills." I don't know what all the fuss is about, all they are is a mound of sand or dirt!

 

I'm getting to meet lots of really nice people. On one of our walks the other day, I met a couple who said they had a doggie just like me for 13 years. He told Dave you'll love all the time you have with this little dog. Only, I'm confused, where did his little dog go?

 

Oh well, I've got so many things to learn about down here. It really is funny, I get scared by some of the things I find on the ground. Just today, I did my "stealth" walk up to this thing and it turned out to be part of a tree! Did I feel silly? Yep!

 

Great, another bottle to destroy!

 I can get this bottle open... I'll use my "heat vision" to melt the darn thing off!

Aha, I knew I could get that thing open

Now for a swig of this stuff!

 

Whoops, gotta go, time for another walk....

 

Well, are you taking me for a walk or taking pictures!



Geesh! How long does it take to train this guy!

Eghads, I'm getting older!

Hi fellow puppy lovers! I've been taking lots of great walks now that the weather is getting better. I've gained weight. I think I heard I now weigh five pounds. My legs are getting stronger and I can really jump on and off the furniture. (But, each time I make a jump, I can see Pat and Dave cringe!) I kinda gave up on chewing on the furniture and I don't mind taking care of my business outside. Although, I still get a chuckle when I wake Dave up at three or four in the morning. He's funny, he watches to see if I head back to my bed or not. I tease him and go back to bed. The best part of this is that he doesn't get angry, he just comes over, pats me on the head and covers me up. Gee, I must admit that's really great for getting back to sleep.... for me!

We've been checking out the alligator in the pond behind the house. I think Dave showed you my picture near the gator. I just wish Dave would let me go, I'd show that critter a thing or two. I guess it's a good thing that Dave doesn't let me near that gator because I really don't want to make any enemies in the neighborhood.

The other day I was "surfing" through Dave's photo files and I just happened to find a couple of photos of me and YIKES, what's happening to me. The photo below was taken in Becky's yard in PA back in September. I was playing with my Mom and nearly caught a rabbit. I was four months old.

 

 I needed to sit down when I saw the photo below. It was taken in February of this year. I am ten months old and for a second I wondered, who is looking back at me.

Hmmmm, that's strange, it looks like my ears stayed the same size!

 

Actually, I guess I can see why everyone I meet wants to pick me up!

Finally, I get to use the computer!

Boy, I've had a lousy few days a while back. I'm sure Dave told you something about the problem I had about my teeth. Well, what do you expect when people don't understand dog speak .

It all started with my baby teeth pushing on my adult teeth. I started drooling a lot a couple of days before they helped me. Although, the visit to the Vet was a bit more than I expected. First off, this guy put his fingers in my mouth and a helper put this thermometer thing in my rear. What next! Then they kept me there and gave me something and I went to sleep. When I woke up I felt really yucky and for the rest of the day I didn't feel like doing anything. The next day was much better and I even stopped all the drooling. Actually, I felt pretty good. We played, walked and I ate a lot. I guess we Yorkies have lots of problems with our teeth. I hope I don't have to visit that tooth guy again. You people are really lucky that you don't have to see a tooth guy!

I'm getting out more but this cold weather is strange. Pat and Dave have a really hard time getting my jacket on. Gee, they must think I'm a wimp or something. It eventually did warm up and they didn't have to stress about my jacket.

Oh boy, there are sooooo many new smells where I live. On top of that, there are so many wild things I can chase; birds around the pond, tiny lizards, toads and I even got to sniff a tiny turtle. One night I saw something Dave called an armadillo. I also saw a possum. We have possums where I used to live in PA.

I can find the smallest things to sniff! 

 

 See, I told you my teeth were better. Dave let me play with this bottle. I wasn't strong enough to bite through it but is was fun. I don't get it, they give me all these great things to chew on and when they go out and leave me alone, they take them away.

One night, Dave found this really big ball.

I cannot get my jaw open enough to bite it but my teeth are tiny enough that I can rip the fur off and bite the fur. That was really cool! I like walking with it. I think Pat and Dave do as well because they laugh when I walk and carry that ball!

 

 

Cool huh!

 

Dave's been letting me walk on the grass just above the sand at the edge of the ponds here. I really want to get into the water. That's all new to me.

I think there is a reason why they don't let me off my leash or go too close to the water down here.

The other day we walked around the edge of the pond and Dave showed me this thing...

 

Then, he took me home, left me in the lanai so he could go back and get this picture of it....

WOW! That is really big. And it wasn't afraid of Dave because it didn't move when he got real close to it.

For some reason those things like the water...

 

Dave must have thought I was really cute because, while walking back to the house, he took a picture of me in the window... can you find me?

 

Dave and Pat laughed when they saw me sitting on the window sill. They thought I was too big to get the best seat in the house to look out the window!

 

OK I've had my fun, time for a nap!

 

 

 

 

 

Eghads! I'm going gray!

Hi fellow doggie lovers! I've had a few bad days over the past several weeks and I'm tired of getting scolded. To top it off, I'm going gray over it! Yikes, I'm only eight months old and I'm going gray!
... but that's the least of my problems. You may remember that I've become fond of Dave and Pat's furniture, well, I can't help myself. I play with my toys but at some point I wrestle around with them and suddenly I find myself next to this soft corner of a piece of furniture that I just can't resist sinking my tiny, shinny teeth into!

 

 

 

Before you get mad at me, Pat is sanding down my handy work in preparation to cover my art work. As you can see I've repeated my self on one of them.

 

Well, maybe Pat got so angry with me that she went away for what seemed like a really long time. Dave was fun to be with for the most part. There were times that he tried to do this wood thing in the garage and I don't know why he didn't give me any of that nice soft wood he was playing with. But
even he got made at me when I tried to get his attention. After a few barks he had had enough and gave up on what he was doing.

 

He did take me out a lot! We had some really great walks. They were long and I got to smell that there are lots of other dogs around. There are so many things to see around my house. We have two giant (at least to me) lakes near our house but Dave doesn't let me get too near to them. He keeps talking about a gator or something like that.

 

I think Dave gave me more treats than Pat usually does. He also played with me a lot....

but I still missed Pat.

 

Oh, I was talking about going gray! I don't know what's going on with my hair. I was dark brown, then the hair on my head got really light and now my back is turning gray?????

...see what I mean!

 

 

Oh, hold on just a minute....squirrel

 



Darn, he got away!

 

Where was I, Oh yeah, I heard Dave talking to Pat about how gray I was getting and they talked about how Yorkies get their adult hair around eight to ten months of age.

 

Gee whiz, I thought you get gray hair when you get old!

Anyway, Dave and I spent the afternoon in the warm sun in front of the garage. I had a ball watching all the things going by and I got to yell at few other dogs that walked by with their people.

 

Then, to top it off Pat came home!

 

Ahhhhhh, life is good!

I've been thinking!

I've been living with Dave and Pat since September and I can't begin to tell you about all the things I've experienced. First off, there sure are lots of things a little doggie needs to learn. And it seems like Dave and Pat like to repeat themselves a lot. Gee, they must think I'm hard of hearing or something. Take the word "come" for example. I know what that means but every time I go under the couch they have to say it soooo many times to get me out from under the couch. What else is funny is that Pat says it louder and softer then when she stops saying it, I know I've teased her enough so I crawl out with my sympathetic look on. Dave on the other hand gets louder. He likes to pat on the floor. I don't know what that's all about. I finally give in but its fun seeing them go through their exercises.

I really enjoy going outside but I just don't seem to understand is that they take me out about every two hours. I mean, I really like going out but Pat likes short walks and Dave mostly takes me for longer walks. I like being outside because I get to see all these fun things. For example, check out these two big birds. Man, I'd like to chase them but Dave doesn't let me get too close to them. I just bark at them and they get the message they better not mess with me.

But the thing that really confuses me is this going potty outside! I just don't get it. I go potty inside and they go nuts on me. Pat even puts my nose close to my mess. Heck, what's with that, I know what my mess smells like! Besides, what's with this double standard, they correct me about going potty in the house when they go potty in the house all the time!

I guess I've got to be like all the other pet dogs in the neighborhood and use the grass of all the yards.

 

My domain seems to be the house and any body's lap I can sit on. I can jump on three chairs and go any where I want in the house... well almost everywhere. They like closing doors so I have to stay in the part of the house they are in.

There is one thing both Dave and Pat have been really getting on me about and I can't help myself. Every now and then while playing I end up next to a corner of their furniture. I don't know what it is but it feels great on my teeth. Hey, what's so bad about a little chew on the corner of their wood. It's soft, I don't want to eat it, it's just something I've got to do! I think this is like the "potty thing in the house" I've just got to try to stop upsetting them so much. I really should stop, their scolding me is cutting into my lap time!

 

Does this face look like the face of a trouble maker?

I'll just have to be content with my toys. Hey, they let me leave them any place I want.

 

 

I will say, there is one thing I've just got to have. It's this chewy thing they give me in the morning and evening. I can't help myself. I've got to have it. I even have to go over by the sink (that's where they keep the container for these things) and bark at the counter! I swear, sometimes I think they like to make me wait for them to get me this snack.

 



 

At first, Dave used to hold the chewy for me when it got too small. 

Now that I'm much bigger I can hold it myself.

That's kinda how I spend my days. Although, I think I like curling up on Pat or Dave's lap more than anything.

 

I'm getting used to their house. After all, its mine too. I'm getting to know the routine when they're about to leave me alone. First, they begin talking real nice to me as they head toward the front door. I know I'm going to be a loner when the doggie gate is snapped between the walls. Then, Pat drops a couple treats on the floor near my water. (They don't think I can tell a deception! But I can't help myself when I see the treats on the floor. They get away every time!)

 

I even line up my toys so everything is nice and neat when they come home.

 

I don't mind being alone. After all, I'm in my own home. I'm secure and I can always go into my security crate and nap but I'm still just a puppy what do you expect.

 

Don't worry about me though, because when provoked I become

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