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Bridgit's life

A Puppy's New Year's Resolutions

This is my first New Year's, so I thought I would join everyone else and make some resolutions for myself:
1. I will come when my name is called.
2. I will sit even if mom doesn't have a treat in hand.
3. I will refrain from biting the doberman's ears.
4. I won't bark at the deaf dog, waiting for a reaction.
5. I won't steal bottles that the humans put on the counters.
6. I won't step on the pomeranian.
7. I won't eat cat poop.
8. I won't chew every object within standing reach.
9. I will stay out of the garbage when the humans aren't looking.
10. I will not greet the humans with a standing hug when I've just come in with mud on my curly-haired feet.

Who am I kidding? I've already broken them all! Happy 2013!

I'm bored

My brother Zane has been gone for a whole week. I haven't had anyone to play with, Monty is too old and Foxie is too little. Monty says Zane is in the hospital, the same place I went when I went to sleep and woke up and my stomach hurt a couple months ago. Spay is the word I think mom used. Anyways, I have no one to play with. No ear nubs to bite, nobody to jump on or trip up, no one to play bite. It's been boring. I've taken it upon myself to find other outlets of self expression. I've been getting things off the shelves and chewing them apart. I've found garbage and ripped it open. Mom doesn't see the joy in my energy outlets. Monty tells me to knock it off. He says mom doesn't need this right now because she is sad about Zane. How does mom not need me? I am the key to mom's universe, he should know this. Am I the only one here who's got this figured out? I don't have time for this, I'm gonna go unravel that spool of ribbon.

The eye stays

My friends, my life has taken a dramatic turn since I last penned my diary. First, I officially have a hairdresser. Mom says I'm too big and wiggly to let her continue on with shaving. My new beautician is very nice, and likes to talk to me. She has a grey tabby cat that sleeps on the counter, a shih tzu, and a pug. She made me feel very comfortable, and gave me a red bow for my hair. My ears were a little uncomfortable, she plucked them! I'm still at a loss over this, I mean, she PLUCKED my ears. Second, mom took me to the clinic and said I was getting spayed. I don't know what that meant, but I went to sleep and woke up dizzy. Mom was there, but the room was spinning, and then my stomach hurt. I've been taking it easy, and sleeping next to mom every night. I had to wear a tshirt, too. My mom chose to keep my blind eye and not remove it. She says my eye makes me Bridgit. She says that she proudly owns the only blue-eyed poodle in the world. Mom loves me alot, and has been giving me tons of kisses. I love that.