Thursday, November 23rd, 2006
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3:41 pm - here it is again
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my favourite day of the year.
not thanksgiving.
but whatever day it is that dad cooks the big bird.
i love the big bird.
i love the smell of the big bird.
all bird-y and sweet.
i think i might need to have a mexican standoff with maila about the bird.
i will try to embody the spirit of don diego.
speaking of men, i miss riley. and his mom.
it's very cold.
the cold makes me happy but it makes my bones hurt some.
mom says it's age.
she massages me.
but then she brushes me.
i hate that.
bad.
things are strange here.
i still don't understand humans.
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Monday, February 14th, 2005
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1:18 am - another year?
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it's mah birthday on the 15th.
i'll be 8.
dad got me some treats before he went away.
i share with the punk kid.
mostly because mom would be real mad if i didn't.
mom and i snuggled for a long time tonight.
i love that.
i also love the new bed.
i think i'll go sit at the side of it and whine until someone picks me up and puts me there.
it's raining.
this isn't good.
i hate peeing in the rain.
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Tuesday, October 26th, 2004
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11:27 pm - hehe
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Thursday, June 3rd, 2004
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2:23 am
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i had a peach.
i ate mom's peach.
and it was good.
mischa had to watch from the cage.
muwahahahha
now i have a tummy ache.
and mom yelled at me.
but it was worth it.
shhhh.
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Tuesday, March 30th, 2004
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3:41 am
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things things things
miscah is getting big. big brat. but i like having company.
i've been taking some alone time.
i miss people.
people don't make sense.
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Sunday, February 15th, 2004
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8:18 pm - SIX
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it's my birthday.
it's my birthday.
and i'm alive.
being sick was TERRIBLE.
love to my legion of worshippers.
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Monday, February 2nd, 2004
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1:33 pm
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momsh shnot 'ere.
so imma tie-ping.
i lossa toof today.
momsh in da hoshpital.
i mish her.
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Friday, January 30th, 2004
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2:35 am
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we got shots yesterday.
i bled a lot.
mischa screamed.
she's a wuss like that.
mom won't hold me tonight.
says i have poison on me.
lee put it there.
and because of that i couldn't sleep in the bed.
bastards i tell you.
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Sunday, December 28th, 2003
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6:31 pm - children are bad says uncle jake
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the wretched rascal woke me last night by trying to jump up on the couch where my face was located.
i took her head between my jaws and taught her a lesson.
p.s. i still like her though.
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Friday, November 7th, 2003
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6:30 am - i put up a pic of the cat in my user pics. now you can all rest assured that i love him.
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i haven't updated in awhile.
hey, i've been busy!
the kids are all doing well.
mom has explained to me that we are keeping ayla.
i love playing with all of them and i have no favourite. fizgig, my boy is the whiner and complainer. mom and grandma say this is typical of a male. tell me about it, his dad was such a wuss when i beat him up. he told me he likes grandma the most out the humans.
ayla definitely has my attitude, she's a loner from the other two. i explained to her that she's staying so i think she's already separating from the others a bit. she's aloof and demanding and fights with a viciousness. i'm so proud of her for living.
the humans haven't decided on a name for my other girl, i'm calling her "c" until they get their shit together. she seems to have a thing for dad. she's surely got his snarl down pat. by the way, daddy, i miss you when you go on the big boat. so does dubbers. he's driving mom crazy wanting to paw her and lick her and make biscuits on her boobs. she keeps threatening him with serious bodily injury. i can't decide of he's not understanding her or knows she's full of shit.
they took my kids to the vet, without me. talk about the nerve.
the gene woman came over again and gave them all shots, but they weren't hurt and it's good. i would have whooped her british fat behind.
not to say that i don't love those brits. lee takes care of my babies! i love him.
mom gets a sad look on her face often when she talks about the babies going to homes.
i sit with her and we're sad together.
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Monday, October 27th, 2003
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7:21 pm - wow you all suck worse than mom's peoples.
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Tuesday, August 26th, 2003
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7:30 pm - oh the humanity!
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it is becoming harder and harder for me to jump onto the bed and such.
every time i try mom and lee scramble to lift me up.
grandma is here and she's cooking cajun pork rice and gravy. the smell is driving me crazy.
and i look in my bowl.
dry dog food.
the sadists.
but on an up note, mom has been giving me a lot more fruit and veggies. which rocks.
dubby tried to sleep ON MY FUCKING HEAD today. i was less than thrilled.
speaking of, i'm not sleeping all that well. i'm sleeping a lot but i can't seem to get comfortable. so mom and i stay up a lot together.
and all i have to say about my beach trip is this.......
crabs beware, there's a new sheriff in town.
awwww yEEah
current mood:  hungry
current music: that slow sizzle of pork! for the love of mike give me some!
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7:29 am
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my belly is big.
i want lots of water.
and i want to snuggle.
that is all.
you may go back to your lives.
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Thursday, July 17th, 2003
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2:44 pm
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i'm home.
the drive was fine i guess. i was in a carrier "for my own protection".
bollocks, i like hanging out windows.
jean is loud but she likes me and is nice.
in mississippi there were quite a few westies to play with.
i'm the goddess dog [as the humans here well know] and the lady let me stay in a bed. the other dogs were jealous.
neener neener neener
the first time that whole "mating" thing happened i was confused.
here comes this cool ass westie [yeah yeah he was cute] and i thought we were gonna play. we did and everything was fine and all of a sudden wh0mp the clumsy prick landed on my back.
i'm thinking........new game, ok.
and then.
well.
i'll spare you.
but i attacked him and whipped his little fluffy ass.
bastard.
he didn't even ask first.
the second day i was left alone.
he was scared.
wuss.
the third day his manners were much better so i decided to "give him some" as i have heard it said.
my virginity is gone.
fourth day i got another break. i missed shadow and lee and eric and grandma so much. i wondered how dubby was doing and if that new bunny was stepping out of line without me there.
fifth day more "mating". as i have heard susan put it, "he couldn't get enough of da f-eye-uh puh-see".
i couldn't go home on the sixth day like we planned because the mississippi lady's mom was in the hospital.
but when jean finally did come to get me, all was well until i got about 5 blocks from home. I SMELLED MY NEIGHBORHOOD and did what any home loving dog would do.
i went apeshit.
once i got home i was so excited.
i jumped all over lee and shadow.
i checked out dubby.
and the new rabbit didn't have the run of the place.
that's right, the place is still mine.
to prove it i peed by the fridge for good measure.
i got a bath first thing. that royally sucked. mom was saying something about "dog semen......won't sleep on the bed until a bath" so i guess it was worth it.
now it's raining.
i don't like the thunder.
shadow keeps talking to my belly and asking me if there are any babies in there for her.
she sounds like a raging retard.
but yeah that was my adventure.
i need snacks.
current mood:  scared
current music: i don't like thunder
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Thursday, July 10th, 2003
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3:13 am - oh boy
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hi.
i'm going to go get.............la........la........laid.
grandma is sleeping.
mom is nervous.
i don't think i'm going to get to sleep on a bed while i am there.
if i don't like the boy, i'm gonna do what roxanne did.
i'm gonna bite his nuts.
i've been snuggly tonight.
i'll be gone for a whole week.
i've never been away from either mom or grandma for that long.
they're going to fall to pieces.
and me, i'm gonna play with westies and stuff.
current mood:  restless
current music: lee snoring. at least he isn't talking.
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Tuesday, July 8th, 2003
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4:56 am
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my buddy died.
i'll remember her.
she wasn't scared of me.
she wasn't scared of anyone.
i remember one time.
amelia brought over her jack russell.
he was a fuckface anyway. he ripped my favourite toys face open.
anyway. he charged the cage and barked and bit the cage.
blackbre just jumped at him grunting and snarling and kicking until he backed off.
i remember all the animals who have shared home and love with me.
mostly ashe. the chinchilla. he had shadow, grandma and eric before i did.
he was my friend.
blackbre was my friend.
i'll miss her.
oh and i'm bleeding from the cooch.
and i have to pee all the time.
i peed a little bit on shadow in the car.
i was in the car a lot today. that fucking ruled.
current mood:  cranky
current music: lee snoring
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Sunday, July 6th, 2003
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3:45 pm - the first one
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