The Missing Puggle

Well Well...Look what the Cat dragged in.

It's Me, Cooper. I sure have had a hefty year. Filled with many happy days, and many days which made me wish I had a different home to go to. The summer was gweat. I discovered Orleans and the rest of Cape Cod, I learned how to swim in the warm water of the cape. I also learned that my poop floats in water, and while attempting to run away from it, it chases after you. This is not a joke my dear weaders. This is serious stuff.

I also learned that I love birthdays, just as much as Christmas and Thanksgiving. I got soo many pweasants from the people who love me for my very first birthday. Me and mom shared our birthday. I have to say, that although I pretended like mom got cool stuff for her birthday, the things I got were soo much better.

I learned how much more I love camp. My dumb mom has so much work and school, she doesn't have much time for me and my needs. Luckily for me, she realizes this and lets me go to camp as much as I want, and sometimes even more than I might want to.

Speaking of camp, one day this year, me and my friend Rielly were playing with a spider. We both thought it was weally cool and we wanted to catch it. I took my opportunity when it pwesented itself and Rielly was NOT happy about this. That stupid canine decided to get mad at me and bite my eye. Who bites your eye now days? Needless to say, Rielly and I are NOT on speaking terms.

I also had a traumatic event this year when I got stung by 29 bees. I came home from camp one day with lots of bumps all over me. Mom and Karen were worried, they wondered what I had gotten into. Then I went back the next day and showed the counselors where the beehive was. I figured I needed to be a man, and save all the other dogs from the attacks of the carpenter bees. A few antibiotics, and a load of steroids (which helped me bulk up) and I'm as good as new, and now i have a weputation on the play-yard as the bwavest puggle round camp.

I once again went under the knife when the Doctor said I needed to have my anal glands out. I don't know why mom allowed that dang doctor to do this as I am now left with a crazy noise coming out of my bum everytime I try to stand up in the kitchen on my back two legs.

I lost my best friend elmo. His family had to put him to bed after a long hard life. I still go and play with his human friend sometimes to remind him how special dogs are.

I got banned from traveling this summer. The dang people with delta airlines said it was too hot for puggles. That means I had to stay home, and go to more camp.

As I said, it has been a cwazy year. Full of so many things, including me, pissing mom off as often as pugglely possible. It's my calling in life. Oh, did I mention I moved? Now i get to bother Karen all the time too. Isn't my life gweat?

I am sure 2011 will have just as many supwizes for me.

Peace,

Coop.

Eggs and Oceans...

Dear Weaders...


Ok, so I love basically every single holiday in the human calendar. Weally, I get tweats every time they do something. For example, on Christmas, I got to open pwesents and I also got tweats. Then on Valentine's day, I got tweats. Today on Easter Sunday, I am grateful for Jesus Christ, because of him and all that he did, I got tweats again. This time in the form of delicious peanut butter eggs and Chickadee's



See, that's me, Cooper, eating my Chickadeee's head. It was weally yummy. Then, this afternoon, Mommy and my babysitters went to the beach where we got to play in the sun. I like to play with my mommy. She got to be the one to run with me when I felt like going to the other side of the beach to see what was happening.

But don't worry weaders, I made my mark. I made sure everyone knew Cooper was there . Let me explain...I had my babysitter (well, she thinks she is my babysitter but weally, I just upset her and get her to chase me in my house cause sometimes I get bored and need to make a human play with me. ) Anyways, one of my humans wote my name in the sand.




So let me tell you about this beach. It was weally fun to run in the sand but then sometimes I got a little scared. I didn't weally appreciate the water. Let me explain, you see, all the water I have ever met has never twied to attack me. I was simply minding my own business, chasing after my ball that mommy brought for me when suddenly, I saw the water. I figured it was pretty far off so I was safe in going after my ball. MAN, was I wrong. The silly water chased after me and twied to get my ball. Lucky for me, I'm fast. Pwobably from my extra energy from my pweviously mentioned Easter tweats. Every time I went to go look at this crazy water, It twied to attack me. A couple of times it snuck up on me when I was not paying attention. It was kinda cold.

Anyways, mommy protected me. Especially when the sun was strong she made sure my eyes were protected with my glasses.



See, I Love my mommy. I twied really hard to turn her into a puggle today so that someday I could marry her.

I'm still working on it. Anyone got some tips?

Luv,

Coop

I'm in big twouble again.

I chewed up the "replacement" Comcast toy, I mean clicker.

I can't help it. To me it is a toy. Okay, so maybe it isn't on the floor like the west of them, but then again not ALL my toys are. Let me explain...a lot of my toys end up on the counter, or in the closet Why you ask? Good question. If you were to ask my mom, she would say "Well Cooper, you can't have this one because you chewed a huge hole in it and now the stuffing is coming out," or "Cooper, NO! You can't eat that chunk of plastic you just wipped off the end of the toy."

Well weaders, it is not my fault. Mom buys cheaply made toys, AND she leaves the Comcast toy on the armchair of the sofa, or on the side table where I can weach it. Not my fault wight?

Oh, and I didn't get to share my expewiences at my intewview the other day for that other doggy daycare place that mom says has better houws on weekends. That post is for another day.

I am going to sleep now, cause I went to camp and played all day. I'm pooped.

Night-Night,
Cooper

Comcast toys bweak...

Dear weaders...

I would have posted this yesterday but mommy took away my laptop pwivleges and so now is the first time I have had to blog about wecent experiences. Have I ever told any of you (my many weaders) how much i love to chew on things? Let me explain, mommy buys me so very many great toys and I am such a lucky boy cause then she usually lets me leave them out on the couch and on the ground and then i can just plop down in front of them and start chewing on them. I just love my toys and there is one in particular that I have always loved, and for some weason, every time I start to chew on it, mommy gets very angry, even though i let her borrow it all the time and point it at the TV and everything. I don't know why she was getting so mad.

Anyways, yesterday morning, I decided to play with this toy cause mom left it on my couch last night when we went to bed. When I was found playing with it this time, the weaction i received was NOT a good one.





See, I thought I was FINALLY getting to the good part of the toy but I guess mom was pissed. She took pictures and then sent them to gwandma. I hate mom, she is such a squealer. I would pwobably leave her except for she sorta takes care of me and I still kinda do love her. I just hate that she has to squeal on me.

Anyways, if you don't hear from me, it's cause my pwivleges pwobably got taken away, cause mommy got me another new toy last night. She still points it at the tv...silly mommy, doesn't she know it is for chewing on? Anyways...it's ok weaders...i found it this afternoon...needless to say, mom got mad.

peace,

Coop

I have a confession to make...

Dear weaders-

This is a week of confessions, so I figured I better put this one out there before my mommy taddles on me. So, yes, the twuth is, I LOVE going to camp. It is so fun and also my lover Cabella is there which makes me even happier. But weally, if I had the choice to make for myself, I would pwolly have mommy come and be with me at camp all the time.

If it was legal in this state, I would pwolly wanna marry mommy instead of Cabella. Let me explain. First off, I alweady sleep with her. Tuesdays are my favorite days because mommy doesn't go to school until later in the day, so if I pwetend like I am being a good boy, mommy will let me snuggle with her in bed all morning while she does her homework so I don't have to go in the cwate. This schedule works out well for me as I am still a little tired after a day at camp on Mondays...when mommy is gone all day long and it makes me really sad.



Observe, that is me and mom in bed...well, mostly just me cause mom had to take the picture. But still...I love her soo much. Secondly, besides sleeping with mom, she feeds me. And gives me tweats when I go potty in the right pwaces. She is the bestest mommy in the world and I hate it when she goes to school or work. But she loves me so much she makes sure that my friends come over to play with me and make sure I go potty so I don't have pwoblems in my cwate.

Finally, even when I am a bad boy...which I am sorry to say is more often than not, mommy still loves me and hasn't twaded me in yet for a newer model. Pwobably because I'm so cute.

Ok weaders, now that I have this confession off my chest, it's off to bed I go. Mommy is alweady getting the bed warm for me. See, I told you she loves me!

Love,

Cooper

I'm in love...This time I weally mean it

Ok you guys, this is no joke. I fell in love today at camp and I don't care who knows it. Her name is Cabella. Isn't that a bootiful name? She is amazing. Let me explain, she is a bwack and white spwinger spaniel and she is 9 months old (I prefer older women...I'm only 8 months old). She is my equal in every single way.

We spent the day chasing after each other at camp. She made me so happy and the day went by so qwikly because I was with her. She is everything i have looked for in a woman. She is smart and full of energy. Just like me. She loves to wun and jump off of things and tackle other dogs just like i like to do.

I weally love her. I hope mom lets me marry her. She is my best fwiend. I can hardly wait till I get to see her again.



I am love sick you guys. Really I am. Post below if you have any comments on what you think I shold do. Do you think a bootiful spwinger spaniel would love me fowever?

Ok, off to dream about the true love of my life.

Peace,

Coop

Post Vet...

Well...it has been a few days. I did go to the vet, and they said I had some inflammation in my ear (still gonna blame Mom and the dwive thru dog wash on that one), so I gotta have ear dwops put in. YUCK! Don't like it at all, but it does feel good when Mom wubs my ear after she puts it in. I screamed when the Doctor did it, but kept my sights on the jar of milkbones on the counter, which got me thwough it.

As for the extwa nipple, he said it was a ... er... heck if I know, some kind of a "stoma" thing that is common in young dogs. He said it will just go away in about 6-8 weeks on it's own, unless Mom wants it surgically wemoved - which I said NO WAY to.

I got to go the park over the weekend because the weather was weally nice. I got in a little bit of twouble when I refused to come back when she called after me. I couldn't help it, there was another dog that I wanted to play with - and it didn't matter that it's owner didn't want me to. Mom tried to tackle me when I wan past her - it was funny. If I wasn't so hard to and from the dog that I wasn't suppose to go and see, I would have rolled down the hill in laughter. Finally, Mom caught me and I got my leashed thrown on me. Ugh. So, after I learned my lesson, I was let off my leash once again and ran along the sandy beach. I then started to walk in the water, and Mom thought she would be funny and throw my ball a little further into the water. I don't like water too much, but I wasn't gonna let my ball get away fwom me, so I walked over to it, and it was hard. It was hard because each time I lifted my paw I hesitated before putting it in the water, and when I had three paws in, I never let the fourth one in - in other words, I tried to get to the ball with the least amount of paws in the water. Mom said I looked funny and that it reminded of her of the day she brought me to the pet store to try some winter boots on. We won't talk about that day!

Anyway, wanted to give a shout out to my buddy CJ. *Waving* Hi CJ, thanks for commenting on my blog. I'm glad you had fun at your puppy school. Isn't it gweat to wun awound with all the other dogs? I love it! I was at camp yesterday, and had a ball. You be sure to keep reminding your mom how much you want to go to camp when you get a little bigger. It can be a little expensive, but...heck we are worth it right? Hee Hee. See ya at the fire hydrant buddy.

Luv,
Cooper

Dang...off to the vet again!

Oh brother, guess where I am off to this afternoon? The Doctor office. Mom says that because I keep shaking my head and scratching at my ear that I have to see the doctor. I mean, it would have NOTHING to do with the fact that two weeks ago, I got hauled off to some roadside drive thru type of bathing dive where she ended up using this so called "organic" ear cleaner that they had which caused me to immediately break out in my ear after she used it - prompting her to dash off to the car for benadryl while I stood helplessly attached to the dog table.

So, now because I shake my head I can't go to camp! I'm not happy about that in the least. To make matters worse, she isn't even going to take me to the doctor - hmph. Instead, my dog sitter is going to take me while mom pulls an extra shift. I guess I'm costing a REAL lot of money since she got me, so she is trying hard to make ends meat...I mean meet. ;o)

Anyway, I just hope mom is overreacting! Cause I want to go to camp tomorrow. Now she wonders if I got fleas from camp - which I DID NOT. I will sign an affadavit saying so. I also grew an extra nipple since I been to camp, so now I gotta find out why that happened. It's weeeeealllly big and weallllly pink. I am thinking of getting a nipple ring if it stays that big. Might as well make good use of it right? Then again...it might hurt though. It sure did when Mommy tried to pop the dang thing. It didn't go over too well - I ran. I'm still not talking to her.

Okay, gotta go in my cwate cause Mom is getting ready to leave. I won't see her until maybe midnight tonight. :-(

Luv,
Cooper

Hmph! Falsley Accused !!!!

Hmmph....by the way, guess what was found and NOT in my poop? Uh-huh, the RING! Mommy best be feeling bad about that one...hmph, checking my poop, accusing me of being a thief, pointing the finger with false accusations.

The only way to make this better is . . . peanut butter. Yes, lots and lots of peanut butter for me. I wouldn't mind a bone or two...some extra kibble in my breakfast and dinner portions...a new toy...an extra day at Camp.

Ohhhh I'm soooo gonna drag this pity party out! *** grumbling *** Hmph...thief.

Gonna go back to sleep, now that I got that off my chest.

Luv,
Cooper

A puggle in hiding

Is there such a thing as the animal protection unit? If anyone knows, i NEED to know about it...that or, does anyone know if the Patriots allow puggles to apply for their team? Mom says I could prolly make millions as a linebacker. Right now I'm hiding under my bed cause I am afraid mom might try to find an appendage or something like that to hang me out the window with. I couldn't help it. I really wanted to try out her flashlight.

Let me start from the beginning. So I guess mommy lost her ring earlier. And trust me, I have been accused of stealing it. Mommy has even gone as far as checking my poopies for her ring. Crazy mommy. Anyway, that is not the point here...I am fearing for my life because she got out her flashlight to look under my couch...cause I guess silly mommy thought I would hide it under there. Anyways, she was leaning over to get on her hands and knees to look, and I saw my chance, my moment to steal her flashlight and try to look for the ring myself (I forgot where I hid it). So as she leaned forward, I lept, I ran as fast as I could and accidentally my head hit mommy's she fell backward and the light was finally mine. I was so proud of myself. I took that light and Immediately started to look for her ring. I still can't find it. But then I got worried cause mommy started crying and wouldn't get off the floor. Now she looks like she has a crooked face...it's kinda blown up on one side...but if anyone sees mommy, the official stance is that she looks beautiful and nothing looks the matter. Ok? Do we have an agreement?

Ok everyone, I'm gonna go try to say sorry to mommy so she will let me sleep in my bed tonight.

sleep well.

Luv,
Cooper

Yesterday I had the best time in the whole world! I went up North, and visited a new friend. His name is Scotty and he is a sheltie. His mom and dad is Mary and Tim, and they are Karen's family. When we pulled in the driveway I was star struck I tell you! He looked like my hero - Lassie! He did indeed.

When I first met Scotty, he was on his leash and we were outside in the driveway. Mary, his mom said it was good to let Scotty meet me outside rather than in the home for the first time so it was equal ground. Equal? There is NOTHING equal about me. It's all about me me me. Anyway, I wondered if he was gonna eat me, because he has a really long mouth with a lot of teeth, as you can see here. I was a little camera shy here, but then Scotty told me to "man up" and I opened my eyes for another picture as you can see.

We had gone one a long walk down this snowy trail. It was so much fun! Scotty goes off the leash with his mom sometimes, but his dad Timmy never seen him off his leash so he was a little worried. Scotty did really well, and stayed with me all the time. We ran and jumped and did so much on that long trail. I ran after snowballs, and we even pooped and peed in unison! Go Figure!

Before our walk, I stole Mary's calzone off her plate when she was busy in the other room. Well, look - I'm starving! Remember the "D" word? I went there and Mary had great food! Yep, she sure did. There was salad, calzone and pizza! Not to mention, she had pre-packed a DOGGY BAG just for me from Scotty! This place was great and I wanna go back again soon.

I think Scotty and I will be great friends for a long time. He taught me some things, and I taught him some things. On our long walk, he told me he was a bit worried about the "snip" operation, and I told him it wasn't so bad because I had it done last month. I think I reassured him and he felt better about it. I told him the worse thing was the dang lampshade, but he said he might be able to weasel out of that one if he shows enough cuteness to Mary and Tim.

Anyway, I was just weally weally weally excited to play with Scotty, and fell asleep all the way home. I was dog tired I tell ya.

Scotty man, you tell your mom to get you hooked up with blogging buddy. It's lots of fun. You get to have loads of fun sharing your life with other dogs, and humans too! Plus, the bestest part is you get to squeal on your parents through your blogging! Hee Hee.

Gotta go and annoy my mom now.

Love,
Cooper

NOOOOOOOOO the "D" word!

Today was the worsest day of my whole life! My mom brought me to the vet because she said I was putting out some nasty looking poop. It is true that my appetite for my dog food was a little poor the past few days, but sheesh - now the vet goes and reduces my food intake! What the heck? I go to see the Doctor for smelly flatulence and a nasty looking poop and suddenly I'm thrown upon that terrible scale and my mom told that I am 3 lbs. over my weight. THREE POUNDS! Big deal! It was Valentine's Day last weekend, PLUS I got my acorns snipped. Dang it, someone give me a break here!

Anyway, I knew it was bad, but nothing could have prepared me for the portion of dinner I received tonight. I only get 1/3 of a cup of dry food in the morning, and 1/3 in the evening - count em - that is only 2/3 cup of food a day! PLUS - - *whining* I am not allowed to have anymore beef bones, treats, or peanut butter.

*Hiding my eyes with my paws and sobbing into the pad at the bottom of my crate* WHY ME? Why must I go on a diet for three dang pounds? It isn't fair! If I go to camp more often I know that I can drop the 3 lbs without dieting.

I knew this day would come - Ugh.

I suppose I should try to sleep.

*Closing my laptop*

I WUV Valentine's Day!

I wish that every day was Christmas morning and Valentine's day! Every morning I would wake to wrapped gifts that I can tear the paper off - have I told you how much I wuv tearing paper? Toilet paper...paper towels...tissues...Mom's Nursing books...Mom's homework...Money...yep, anything! Anyway, I would get toys every day and then I would get these AWESOME pupcakes every night!

I have the bestest Mom in the whole wide world - she spoils me so much!

Today, Karen took me to go and play with two other dogs that Ness is in charge of watching today. I was a little nervous because I went on a LOOOOOONG ride. I thought maybe I was trying to be returned to where I was purchased. I was worried because I didn't know where Mom was, but then I found out later she was in school all day long.

So, I got to play with Dory who is a cute golden retriever. She and I played quite a bit. I stole her stick and her ball right from under her nose! I think I came across as quite impressive really. I got very tired, and only came home for a short while before I was wisked off for a bath and nail trimming. Sheesh! It's hard to be a puggle some days.

Okay, so I'm off to watch a show on polar bears.

Luv,
Cooper

I think I'm bulimic! Yesterday, I ate and threw up. It has happened before too. I know I'm not fat, so it isn't like I am one of those puggles that is worried or anything. In fact, I've become more muscular because of the workout at Camp! I know my mom loves me just the way I am, and even if I did put on a little weight, she wouldn't love me any less. Still though, I don't want to be getting sick, so I hope I won't become bulimic.



I got to have a meaty bone tonight. Mom brought me a meaty prime rib bone that she had leftover from dinner. I was SO happy to have a cooked bone with meat on it. Don't get me wrong, I drool over the frozen raw beef bones that I get, but this one was amazing! It would be even more wonderful if mom brought me to dinner so I could eat the WHOLE prime rib right off the plate. I could put on my bestest outfit as seen here. Ahhh, maybe one day.

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day and I bought a Valentine for mom. I got her a box of Russell Stover Chocolates with a doggy picture on it, and I also taped a valentine to it. Then I got a Reese's peanut butter candy heart. She likes Reese's. I had a little help getting the stuff, but it is still gonne be a surprise. I'm still contemplating whether to give a valentine to the lady across the hall. I haven't seen her in a while. I hope she hasn't run off with someone! Oh, my little heart coudln't take it.

Anyway, gonna bring my toy to Mom and make her hold it for me so I can chew on it better.

Luv,
Cooper

I'm an OFFICIAL "Camper" !!!!!!

OH MY GOSH! I had the bestest time at Camp Bow Wow! I went for my interview, and I was a bit hesitant when the woman tried to take me in for my interview. I was looking back towards my mom as I resisted being taken by my lead. Mom came with me, and then I knew it would be okay.

Once I was inside, I started to see other furry little folks like me romping around in this large play yard. So I thought, "heck this place isn't so bad after all." Before I realized it, Mom had left. I was okay though, because in no time I was out in that big play yard. They put me with some small dogs at first, cause they probably thought a little 6 month old like me couldn't handle the big league. Ha! In no time I graduated to the pen with the bigger dogs.

From what I hear, Mom went home and watched me on the camera! How on earth did she do that I had wondered. Ahhh, the more I thought about it, the more I remembered all these camera's in the ceiling. Apparently Mom can see me from her computer. Ugh! Now I can't hit on any of the girly dogs there - I did see one I kind of have a crush on. She's kind of cute. Mom caught me trying to ... er...yeah, when she came back to get me about four hours later mind you. I was having so much fun. I didn't want to go home! I was however, happy to see her.

Anyway, I came home and I don't have a clue what has gotten into me, but I can't seem to stay awake. I got up long enough to chew on a new bone, and then it was back to my blanket and off to puppy dreamland for me.

I sure hope I get to go back to Camp Bow Wow soon! I just WUV that place soooooo much!

Luv,
Cooper

Did I mention I love bones?

Did I mention how much I LOVE bones? I am not sure if I got the whole idea across last night when I blogged but they are the most best things in this entire world. If I could have a bone every hour of every day, then I would be the bestest puggle in the whole entire world. Mommy says something about my tummy being a bit sensitive but I don't think so. I just love bones. Everyone needs to talk mommy into giving me more. Ok? Leave comments here and I'll be sure to have my mom check them out.

In other news, I got a new collar. My mom says it makes me look very handsome. I'm not sure...I just know it it just as annoying as the last one she had. These humans that I play with all the time are so funny. They think a silly collar is gonna make me more handsome. Don't they know I'm the prettiest puggle in the world? That's why I'm gonna get pofessional photos taken.

Oh and another thing, I have been doing really good lately training my mom to give me more tweats. Every time I go potty on the piddle pad she gives me another lamb lung. Well, I've learned that if I go pee pee a little bit at a time then I get more and more lamb lungs. Silly mommy. I've got her trained.

Ok guys, see ya later, I gotta go cause more trouble.

Peace,

Coop

Bones Rock!

I'm so lucky! I got to have a BIG bone last night, and got to still play with it today! I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw it! It was like the bone I got to have back in Provo, but this time I didn't have to protect it from cousin Spike.

I like Provo SO much. Why? Well, it seems that every time we go there Mom lets me do things that Spike is allowed to do. For example, I got to have a empty plastic coke bottle to play around with - and I never got to do that before I took my first trip to Provo. Mom couldn't believe that I had MORE fun with the plastic bottle that was basically free, than I did the abundance of toys she had bought me which were more pricey. Hee Hee. I can't help it, I like plastic bottles!

Then, I got to have these really neat lamb lung treats that Grammy gives to Spike, and so I got to have those now too! AND...yep, I'm not finished yet...the BONE!!!!!! I got to have a bone when I was in Provo, and so now I get to have a bone at home too.

I'm hoping we can go back to Provo soon so that Grammy and Spike can give my mom some more great ideas - cause that means MORE for me! :-)

BTW, why is it that dogs aren't allowed to play with the TV remote? My mom is always scolding me when I run off with it. I don't get it! It's on the table where I can reach it, so why can't it be for me too? I'm a firm believer in sharing, so what up with that?

Anyway, Valentine's is coming up and I hope mom doesn't forget me. Do you think she will? I hope not. I heard through the bonevine that there are some special valentine cookies for us canines at the local pet shop. I'm gonna cross my paws that Mom gets one for me!

Gotta go annoy Mom now.

Peace,
Cooper

Camp Bow Wow

WOO HOO! I get to go to Camp Bow Wow next Wednesday so I can be interviewed to be a camper there. They will see how I interact with the other campers, and if I get along well, then I get to spend some time there each week while Mom goes to school. They have an indoor and outdoor play area, and Mom can even log onto the internet and watch me on one of their webcams. I was looking over Mom's shoulder, and I saw that they also have "overnight" camp, but I'm not interested in that in the least. I have never been left anywhere without my mom, and I don't want to either - so I sure hope Mom didn't notice that option!

Anywaysss, I'm very excited about camp! I'll let everyone know how that goes after my interview. I'm going to do my VERY best to behave. It will be hard, but I'm gonna really REALLY try.

I'll have to bring my LL Bean backpack with me. :-))))

Bye,
Cooper

I'm Gonna Be A Big Star!

My mom got an email couple of weeks ago from my personal trainer that was meant to teach me to behave - yeah right. Anyways, the email was in reference to professional photographer who is doing a photo shoot for Blue Seal Feed Company. Well, I was really really REALLY disappointed when I didn't find the "Puggle" on the list of breeds that they were looking to do a photo shoot with for the company.

But, because I'm soooooo handsome as my mom always tells me, she submitted some photo's of me.

Can I brag now? It's not official yet, but the photographer said that although my breed was not on the list, the pictures were great and he is forwarding some of them along anyway. He asked mom if I would be available a week from this coming Monday, for about three days to do a formal photo shoot if I was chosen!!!! Imagine that! Me a star!

As for the prize for the winner; I don't care about money or nothing, I just hope the prize is treats for the rest of my canine life! Imagine all the girly dogs that are gonna be knocking on my door after my picture goes out to the world? OoOo LA LA, I best get some new puppy cologne and clean my crate out.

I'll let you know if they end up being as smart as my mom was when she picked ME!

Bye bye -
Cooper

PS: I pulled out my best clothes JUST in case they pick me for the photo shoot! Like my suit?

No More Lampshade!

Give me high paw! I finally got that lampshade off me! YAY for me!

Yesterday, I got to go for a walk in these parklands that is a few towns away from where I live. It was really fun. I got to see another dog that was also bringing his human friend out for a walk, and him and I chased one another around. It was tons of fun. When I got back in the car to go home, I fell asleep - I was DOG tired! I even slept really well throughout the night too.

Mom wasn't feeling so well today. She woke up with a very sore back, but she went off to school anyway. I had crossed my paws all morning hoping that she was gonna play hookey and stay home with me, but it just didn't happen that way. I am counting the days until the weekend when Mom isn't in school and doesn't have to work. I love weekends, cause I get to spend a lot of time with her, and we do fun things.

Don't know what I did to deserve some new toys, but Mom bought me like FOUR new toys. Yep, I been counting them. She's been giving me a new toy each night since Friday, and tonight was my last new toy.

As I was writing this, Mom got me really really mad. She is eating Reese's Pieces, and I wanted some, but she wouldn't share. I got a hold of one, and realized that in Reese's Pieces is....PEANUT BUTTER!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY FAVORITE! It was shortly after this epiphany, that I got scolded for trying to climb all over her to get a hold of the rest of them. Before I knew it, my butt was in the crate! If I could, I'd call my grandma and ask her if I could come visit...for a LONG time, cause them Mom would feel bad alrighty - yep, she sure would. She's just lucky I can't call my grandmother and squeal.

*yawn* I'm getting a little tired now. I'll write more soon.

Cooper

My week...

Well, I don't know about you guys, but this week is sure going by SLOW. I hate that lampshade so much. I can't scratch my neck, and mom isn't always around to scratch it for me, so life is just a bummer right now. Mom says that Dr. Rose advised her to keep it on for TEN days. If we count last Thursday when I had the operation, then that would mean Saturday "should" be my last day wearing it. For some reason though, I am thinking mom might not count Thursday, and then that means I have to wear it Sunday and off Monday. Ugh. Not fair I say.

Mom has to work tonight, so my dogsitter is going to be here to keep me company. I guess life isn't so bad, because not all puggles get to have their own sitter. I've got it all planned out - the night that is. I'm going to misbehave SOOOOOO bad that she gives me my toy that's filled with peanut butter to occupy me. Hee Hee. They think that they are training me, but really I am training them. LOL!

Oh, and on a REALLY high note, I got my first comment from another puggle that is following my blog. *blushing* Her name is CoCo, and I added her as a friend. She said I am "handsome." WOO HOO! Zip-a-dee-doo-da I still have it!

I'm in love...

I'm in love...YEP! There is a neighbor lady across the hall and she is BEAUTIFUL! Every time she sees me, when I am on my way to do my "duty" outside, she stops to say hello.

Yesterday, when I was going down the stairs, she was on her way up the stairs and we met on the landing. I could see that special look in her eye when she had bent down to my level - you know the look I'm talking about. So I broadened my chest a bit and looked all manly. I could see she was VERY impressed with my pecs. I made sure my ears were perked, and I gave her a slight smirk. Yep, I was totally buffed and looking good. Everything looked promising until.......Ugh! Mom squealed and told her that I was just "fixed" as she put it! Dang it Mom! You ruined everything. We were going to get married and have beautiful little babies. But NOOOOOOOO you had to go and tell her - and now...now I'm sure that she won't be as interested. Ugh...I just hope she doesn't start to have a crush on the dog that lives on the other side of us.

The only way you can "fix" this mom, is call Dr. Rose and get my "acorns" back.

Lost My Acorns!

I'm a dog's dog. You know what I mean? I was hanging by the time I hit 3 months of age! Oh, and they really weren't acorns...more like walnuts...more like - - well, you kind of understand what I'm trying to say right?

I was scared this morning. I kind a knew things weren't going right when Mom took a left out of the complext instead of a right. Right is "right on" and left...well it isn't usually anything very pleasant, cause that is where my Dr. is..."to the left, to the left," you know that song right?

So, finally the doctor drags me unwillingly to the scale while Mom was busy checking me in I guess. I beared down as much as I could with my paws and claws, but it didn't matter much. She still got my bum on that scale... 27.2 lbs. "SHHHH" I try to tell her, "My mom is already getting me prepped for the Biggest Loser here lady...sheesh!"

Then, without even knowing what happened next, she took me into the backroom and I never saw my mom until much later. The doctor removed my collar, and then left the room. I was like "Hey...hey there, where are you going with that? That has my mom's phone number on it in case someone dognaps me, or I go missing!!" I started to get a little nervous when I didn't see my mom.

I don't know what happened to the whole day...but...before I realized it the day was pretty much gone, and the only thing I knew was I HAD NOT EATEN BREAKFAST! I was not a happy puggle I'll have you know. But boy...was I SO happy when I heard my mom out in the front of the office. SHE CAME BACK! I thought to myself. I knew my mom would...she would never have just left me off like that. Matter of fact, when she was paying yet another HUGE bill, I heard something about a "chip." Yep, I got a chip that they put somewhere inside me. I don't know if they made me eat it when they were operating or something, cause I don't remember it. But alls I know, is if I get lost - I get found. :-)

As I was leaving, I was trying valiantly to get someones attention - "Hey...hey everyone down here, remember me? The jokes over okay? Sure, maybe it was a little funny when someone decided they were going to make me look like a lamp and put a shade on my head, but I'm going home now and I don't want it anymore." No matter what I did, apparently it wasn't going to matter any...nope. Somehow I ended up in the car with Mom AND the dang lampshade too!

Later, I was lucky enough to have my dog sitter watch me while mommy went off to work. She has a 12 hour shift, and my dog sitter offered to stay overnight with me on the air mattress - which I thought was very nice of her. She watches me a few nights a week when mom has to work so that I don't have to stay in my crate all that time until mommy comes home. I sure wish my mom didn't have to work, but that is how I get to have a nice place to live, and good health care too.

Anyway, I'm gonna try to amuse myself with the Kong. My lampshade is off for now because I'm being supervised - heavily! Hee Hee. I'll behave, cause its much better to have it off me. Though, I did hear something about ten days. Rutroo....nooooo ten days would just kill me! I sure hope I heal fast and then maybe mom can spring me loose in like 7 days. :-)

Okay, gonna run now...I mean crawl.

Love,
Cooper

DIET?!

I KNEW IT!

Didn't I just say last night that I was worried about being thrown on that Biggest Loser show?

Well, they say it starts in small steps. I heard the worse news this morning! Mom said, "There won't be any dinner or snacks after 8pm tonight." GRRRRRRRRRRR. She said because of that "terrible" thing that is going to happen to me on Thursday, that I can't have food - but I think it's a cover. I think this is the first step of that dreaded word DIET! Yep, I knew this was inevitable.

*Whimpering* This is SO much bigger news than even that Brown and Coakley contest, cause that doesn't affect me one bit - NO SIREE not one bit. Where is FOX News when I need them? I need to reach out to the American people, or even international people and let them know of this serious crisis. Hmmm...that thing over there that they seem to pick up, dial, and talk to people...maybe I can figure out how to use it.

I'll let you know.

Biggest Loser

By the way, I'm nervous right now. Mom watches The Biggest Loser. I'm on the sofa and trying to type inconspicuously to you - my followers. Wait, do I have followers? I don't know. Anyway, I think Mommy might send me to the Biggest Loser. I don't want to go though, but she thinks I'm fat. I'm not - really. I'm afraid of Jillian. I have a nightmare that she ties my leash to the treadmill and puts it on really fast, and raises the incline and then....leaves for the night! Rutrooooo....I need to send that thought right out of my puggle head, cause I will have terrible dreams tonight. I hope Mommy doesn't send me to the Biggest Loser...I hope Mommy doesn't send me to the Biggest Loser....I hope Mommy doesn't...yeah, you get the idea.

Night Night...

Tuesday, January 19th

Hmph...I'm back in Massachusetts and I'm missing my cousin Spike something awful. I can't eat...I don't want to play... *sigh * All I seem to want to do today is sleep.

Oh, and I'm also hearing things being said about this Thursday that I DO NOT LIKE. I'm thinking its best that I stay in my crate on Thursday and bunker down. I wonder if I could tie together all the tiny pieces of string that I've pulled off the ball of string toy that my mom bought for me and maybe make it long enough so I can tie myself to my crate? Hmmm....I'm going to have to give that some more thought.

Until next time...It's a Dog's Life!

PS: I got to go for a ride in the car this morning! Mom picked up the Soobroo or something like that, and it was all fixed. The ride was much better than it has ever been!