Hello friends,
Please give a big kiss to your mommies from me for Mother's Day!
Love,
Coco
Pee Ess: I apologize for not blogging that much lately but mom has been feeling very sad/worried/lonely since one of her closest friends got very sick, so sick treatment is almost hopeless... fortunately she is a strong woman and she decided to take it step by step; she is very hopeful and positive now. Mom feels a little better thanks to her. I guess you always learn something good from your friends!
I can't shed a tear but I can sure be sad and whine and howl and that's just what I did thinking of you today. I hope you heard me. Now it is time for me to get someone to open the fridge. Whippy cream is what we need to heal our broken hearts; tomorrow it will be a bright new day and I promise to smile at the first memory of you. And be happy again.
Kisses
Coco
Mother,
Can I have my heartworm medicine please? I know that I am supposed to take one the 13th of every month. But, if I recall well, the vet said I could have one every week. Yeah. That's why I ask you to open the bathroom cabinet for me so often. And this has nothing to do with the fact that it is very yummy. Please?
Well, only after reading my friends' blogs and their comments I find out that Easter is also about bunnies and eggs and candy and chocolate.
All I had yesterday, besides my kibble and one-eighth of an apple, was a tiny piece of bagel and cream cheese.
Mother, is there something you would like to explain to me?
Hello doggies and humans!
This has been a very busy day for us. My parents woke up at 5:20 a.m. Today. Sunday. Mom was worried because they were talking and moving around and going downstairs - where the food is - and I was still asleep! I finally woke up when they were about to leave and soon after they came back. It turns out that they were attending Easter Mass in a beautiful park, with sunrise in the Atlantic ocean as a background. Can you believe what happened next? Dad got an emergency call from work and they had to leave right in the middle of the ceremony. Before sunrise.
Daddy went to work and mom slept. Well, she only got to sleep after she let me in bed with her and my chewie marrow bone (shhhh... daddy doesn't know this!).
Later daddy took us out for breakfast. I asked for a family picture but we all don't fit in the camera phone so we took it in three parts. Don't worry, daddy had a great time, but he never smiles at cameras. And I tried to get my mom's belly in the picture too but somehow my mother doesn't look pregnant with that dress. She only looks chubby!
Oh, speaking of babies and such, I got a formal invitation for my sister's babyshower! The lab puppy's parents are organizing a baby shower for mom and two other girls that work in their other company. It is going to be in mom's boss' home, so there's going to be a yorkie attending for sure. So, the lab's human brother asked mom to take me, because he wants to take her too. Fun! (Shhhh again... I suspect the bosses don't know us doggies are attending!)
Good morning friends,
I have been very upset yesterday, specially with my mother. You know, she told me I was going to the vet. I was happy because I love going there. She did forget to mention that I was going to fast almost all day yesterday, and that I was going to get a couple of teeth removed. I insist I need to see an orthodoncist to fix my smile. The picture above - before dental cleaning - shows one big tooth that actually was not big but was loose.
I also got upset because the day before mom went to the airport to see her sister, brother in law and my three cousins while they were in transit. Aunty had someone in Peru sew the bedding for my sister. I liked the idea of having my sister sleep on pug level but mom insists that all this will go on top of a crib. But that's not the reason I am upset. No. Look closer: there are giraffes, monkeys, lions, snakes. Where are the pugs, mother? Didn't we agree that OUR bedroom would be pug themed? At least she chose vibrant colors. We don't want a male pug sleeping in a pink bedroom!
Well, after a nerve wrecking morning waiting for a call from the vet to find out how I did with the anesthesia, my mother called their office at 1 p.m. She asked how I was doing and the girl answered:
"Coco is great. All went well, and he is sitting right in front of me, watching me while I have lunch."
Duh! Anesthesia or not, I was starving!
