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.