Back from Paws

Today I came back from paws and paradise. But actually it's not paradise anymore. It's gotten old after awhile.i miss my family. Besides, every dog left before I did. I just lay there,with nothing to do... But when I saw my family, I I literally jumped as high as I could.Well anyway,Right now I am sitting here,in my cage,with nothing to do while my wonderful family is eating dinner... I am pawwy sorry.i was thinking about eating those wonderful tacos that unfortunately, THEY are eating all of them. I bet there really full. It would be a miracle if they gave me 4 of those leftover tacos. Of course I would never get full of meat. But still, I wish they would. Anyway,I am going to spend the rest of the night thinking of how to grab the leftover tacos. Oh by the way, I got a new cage 2 weeks ago. It's like a mansion! It's so big I bet you would even think it was a mansion too!!!!!! You could put a 3 years worth of treats in there. I wish it had that many treats. But that would never happen either. So I need some time to think of those plans...

Confusion

Hello Friends,
Right now, life is a complete and utter confusion. First, my house fills up with huge cardboard boxes... apparently we're going to "move" whatever that means . Next, my masters leave on a trip so I go to a wonderful place called "Paws in Paradise".  I do love "Paws in Paradise", but I don't see why they just leave me there...
Well, then I get a new crate. It was so uncomfortable to sleep in a new crate at first, but then I started realizing how nice it was to have my own dark and  spacious "den". I tried to convince my masters that getting me a new crate was unnecessary, but they got it anyways, for the big move. I still do not understand why all these odd things are happening.
Most Sincerely,
The Dignified Barnabas

Happy Birthday Mother

Hello! I have great news! Today is my mother's birthday! And I would like to dedicate this post to her, (although I'm sure she wouldn't do the same for me.) Actually,  March 29 was her birthday, but anyway, it was her birthday.

I would be kind of happy if it was my birthday, because it is the day before my family comes home from somewhere, but I do like it here at Paws in Paradise.

I hope Mother has a happy birthday and sends food to me.

Happy birthday, Mother!

p.s Know what my favorite cake is? It's an icy paws cake with peanut butter icing and treats on top!

(Written by Ella, age 8)

My Delightful Misery

For the past week, I spent it at a kennel called "Paws In Paradise." I'm the real player at that place. Some OK players are Sherman and Barley. But I'm the one who is the most independent,tough little puggle. At least that's the good part about this place. I really miss my really nice family. Everyone gives me treats. They call me fat so they don't feed me as much anymore. But I'm probably the skinniest dog in the universe. They give me the most treats when I I sing with my beautiful voice.The kennel workers there praise me. They walk me, they feed me and they play with me. But they don't give me treats. Thats what I do NOT like about that place. Imagine me as a doggy that has never gotten a treat before. I would NOT ever be happy again. Well that is what my week has been like. See you later!!!

A Doggy Day

Today, I woke up from my warm, soft comfortable bed because of terrible howls. I yawn and go back to sleep: this is a typical day in my family.

When I wake up hours later, I am greeted by again the terrible sheet of whiteness. I am always in awe at the weird absurdity of my masters' yard; sometimes it is green,other times brown, and now, it is white.

I don't really care, I don't go walk in the enveloping white-ness very often, and though I know it is cold, I also know that I never, (hopefully) be asked to go in it. It also makes me more thankful for my warm, soft bed than ever before, because I never before had anything as cold before to compare it to.

My new toy has worked wonders in my life. Before the toy came, I sat all day in the sun when I was not eating, but now I get plenty of exercise racing around the house trying to get someone to play with me.

Today, my best friend in the whole wide world, (well actually I have tons of best friends, but since she gave me treats today she is the best friend I have now), Eleanor, came and brightened up my day.

She tossed me treats!

And she shook my hand.

Pictures of a Dog

Hullo. Just recently, I heard a a flash and then a most irritating bit of light appeared. I know why my masters torment me with this: they are trying to spread my image to the world. I know it could be considered thoughtful of them to try to share my beauty, but on days like this, when they capture my most embarrassing moments, I get annoyed.

Me cuddling w/ my new toy

Me singing

Look at all these delicious species that are just sitting there, waiting to be eaten!

Aren't I a darling when I sleep?

I DESPISE this picture. I'm sure that you would loathe it as much as I if you were DRAGGED onto a chair, and if half of your head was visually removed and if the remaining half was added to the other side of your head! 

My new toy

I just got a new toy from my friend Eleanor. I do not know what species it is,but it does look like a dog. Some of my masters thought it was a punching bag,(but its obvious that it is a animal!)