Mugsy and Poppy

2012-10-15T09:12:00.000-04:00

Dear Mugsy

Still no messages - and now another emergency - look what my friend Dottie sent - her two legs made her sleep in the car - I don't like the new floor - in fact I won't sit on it - but I have not had to sleep in the car - what do you think to this message -

Dear Poppy

I have just heard from your Grandma of the unspeakable situation regarding the transformation of your lovely cosy floors into a skating rink

I know precisely what you mean.

In this house, we have wooden floors in the living area and stone floors in the kitchen. In contrast the bedrooms have cosy dog friendly lovely thick warm carpets. These carpets are comfortable for us to walk on and absorb all the mud and dust and dog hairs that I bring into the house.

I can only commiserate with you on the state of affairs at your home. You need to make it clear that new rugs are the order of the day, and that they should be strategically placed to enable you to cross the dangerously and newly floored wooden areas. At the very least you should mention to your mama that doggy socks with non slip soles are available on ebay.

For goodness sake – these humans are dreadfully inconsiderate. Do you know that I was actually BANNED from the house where my humans were staying last night.

I had high hopes for the weekend as G put my cage into the Trooper and all his heavenly scented shooting clothes out, and THE GUN. But on arrival at our destination it was made clear to me that only humans were allowed in the house (and even they had to don slippers). I was put in the tiny yard with my bed in a shed. A shed. Have you ever heard such a horrid story. But additionally I had to sleep in the car both nights. The worst bit, probably, was when I was banished to the little yard and could see both B and G through the window – and they ignored me. Well, when B finally came out to me in the yard, I was actually shaking and sobbing with emotion. I am actually not certain that a day’s shooting was enough to banish the horror of these atrocities.

I do think we have a responsibility to all the dogs in the world to ensure that our humans behave in a more sensible and thoughtful way than that which we have experienced lately.

Its too much.

I am copying this to my best friend Ruby, who understand these things. Do you think we should set up a facebook page???

All love

Dottie "

FACEBOOK PAGES, messages to all four legs we know, something is happening, I am very worried, it seems two legs are forgetting the important ones, i hope your failure to write is not because you are suffering any maltreatment!!!!!

a worried cousin

Poppy

Dear Mugsy

I am worried. You don't write you don,t respond to my posts. Now that you are queen of a house and a garden are you to important for us simple princesses

I am in big trouble hear and I need help. I have lost my magic. Had a great week. Mummy and I were both at Granny and Grandpaws. Other than the odd extra bath life was good. We went to the old flat but I was not worried I was living with my three favourite two legs. I was even really mean to Grandpaw yesterday -granny had the window seat on the bus so I declined his attention for hers -mummy said I was very mean

Anyway next thing I knew we were back home but it was different. The nice soft snuggly carpet was gone and this cold White brown wood thing is in it's place. How could Mummy do this to me. I won't lie on wood floors in the pub so surely my home should be safe. mummy Granny and Grandpaw say it is stunning. I say it is very hard on my tushi. I have tried everything screaming crying. Mummy just laughs and says get used to it WHAT DO I DO NOW!!!!! I tried to call Grandpaw to come and rescue me but he was to busy

Please advise. I am very depressed.

Ps. I slip everywhere. Carpet is soft and gentle. Wood hard and harsh. I might have bruises

Poppy

poor me and lucky you

2012-08-17T03:02:00.001-04:00

HELP I told you something bad was going to happen to me I had surgery and do I feel bad - I had a tooth out and my tear ducts cleared and my ears checked and other horribly things done to me - and although there is no cone of shame, I can't walk in a straight line and although mummy is serving my favourite food, I can't eat it it hurts - woe woe woe - it is this time that I need Granny as well as Mummy but I can't even go there - she is in bed which is where i want to be but I can't visit it is not good.

I wimpered all night - Mummy held me tight and I intend on staying in her arms all day - BUT I HAD TO GET UP - you are moving to the new house - IT IS SO EXCITING you have to tell me more - ALL THAT SPACE- what are you going to do with it - HOW HAVE YOU INSTRUCTED THE SERVANTS to lay it out - what new playthings are you ordering.

Enough - I have to lie down - but tell me more

Love and kisses

Poppy

Moving

2012-08-16T05:59:00.000-04:00

I have just seen where you may be moving to - it looks great - You must be so excited a proper garden, and lots of play space I am so jealous - you already had your own room - but here you would have a choice of rooms and play space - wow.

Have you heard about Granny she has something terrible - it is called Shingles - I am not sure what it is - but we can't see her for ages - 7 days after the spots have stopped arriving - and I don't know when that will be - but it seems it could be a while - we can only send her kisses down the phone - so we have to call her lots -

I know something terrible is about to happen, it is a working day and not a day off - but we are still home - so it must mean something bad - but I am not sure what - please wish me luck - i suspect the vets - but i can't think why - I have not itched, scooted or done anything that would normally require a visit -

a worried

Poppy

Computer Time

2012-08-15T06:05:00.000-04:00

Dear Mugsy

Punctured and ignored - I hope that male two legs, of yours, is feeling very bad - there is no need for you to sulk - you have every right to be sad - what a failure your Puppaw was - he should feel guilty !!!!!! and be reminded on a regular basis - oh dear, you will have to restart your training regime and quickly - servants must be trained properly - and regularly.

My apologies for the lack of communications - partly it was the disapearance of my Mummy - she goes and visits you and then she is back and then she disapears again - I want to tell her off -but she brought back such great presents - and a new leash - it is all glittery and a gift from you - a collar with the US flags on it - which I like and a Lobster which smells of you and I adore - and I would have written but there is a lack of computer time someone with two legs hogs it!!!!!! I have told her off but she laughs and says it is hers -

I am glad you are stitch free and have got rid of the cone of shame - they are awful - no amount of cluck cluck makes up for them - what ever the two legs think - and anyway if you have a cut it has to be licked - it is the only way to make the itchyness go away -

The 'puter hog says she needs it back again so I have to go, but I will write again soon -lots of news have a birthday coming have ordered some more jewellry - may have to get you some - send me your neck size - and give your mummy a kiss -

lots of love

Poppy (the Princess) who will be 3 (that is very grown up) in 16 days and counting!!!!!
PS you have to thank Uncle Mark - I don't know how but he has fixed the blog - it is great to be back!!!!!
and forgive him - he will never let a giant dog hurt you again - Mummy has never let Tilly near me again (not after the third time anyway!!!!!!!)

Good Days and Bad Days

2012-08-12T21:47:00.000-04:00

Dear Poppy

Where are you? I have missed your letters. Is it because you are glued to the TV watching the Olympics? I am watching the closing ceremony with Puppaw. Well, actually I am listening to them as I am sulking by the front door. It is my new favourite spot at home. I am not sure why, it just is.

Why am I sulking, you ask. Well a few mornings ago I was at the park and this big dog bit me and punctured me. I whelped and ran to Puppaw but he told me to go and play. He did not seem to care. He says that he did not realise how bad it was, but really I think he was just being mean. It was Mummy, who clearly loves me more, who spotted that it was a big cut. So off we went to the vet, and I forgave Puppaw because the vet was being difficult and Puppaw fought for me to be seen. But .... big but .... they shaved a patch an inch by and inch from my side. Turns out I am ok, no infection and not that deep.

But then ... and this is super super super bad ... I had to wear the cone of shame. I was miserable. My head was hot, I could not lie down, or get my water. I looked so sad that Puppaw took it off. Mummy told him off, but he said he could not bear to see me that way.

Puppaw is so easy to manipulate!!! He he.

I am trying to be good and not lick my wound, but it is so tempting. Nevertheless, I am being as good as I can.

To cheer me up Mummy and Puppaw took me swimming. We sailed to my favourite spot, Whitehall Bay, and as soon as the lifeline was down, off I was into the water. Fantastic! No waiting for Mummy. No waiting for Puppaw. Just me and the fishies ... but no jelly fishies.

Write soon.

Love Mugsy

New Servants

2012-07-19T21:29:00.001-04:00

Dear Poppy

How are you? You are so lucky that Granny and Grandpaw and Aunty Joanna are with you. It was great seeing them last week. I am so jealous that you get to be with them all the time.

I have some exciting news. Well it is either exciting or very scary. We are getting some new servants. They will be here in about nine months. It is still being debated if we are going to get one or two. I'll find out on Aug 2nd and let you know.

I have told Mummy and Puppaw that I am ok with new servants, but we need some new family rules. So far I have:

1. Puppaw always says hello to me first when he gets home from earning the bacon.

2. I still get my morning and evening walks, no matter the weather or the mood of the new servants.

3. I can still sleep on the bed, whenever I so choose.

What do you think? Should I insist on any other rules? You are older than me and have more servants than me, and two homes, so I need your advice. I only have my current two servants and one home. I don't really count the floaty house as a home.

Looking forward to your advice.

Thank you so much for my presents. I pay with my bird every night and he sleeps in my bed ... sometimes.

Love

Mugsy

Two Legs are so silly

2012-06-22T17:48:00.000-04:00

Dear Poppy

Why are Two Legs so silly?

Last night I was playing with Mummy, when the Male Servant decided I wanted to go out and pee before bed. I did not, I tell you. If I did, I would have said so. Anyway, he has been a bit grumpy as he pulled a back muscle lifting me out of the Bay when I went swimming (I may need to get a new servant if he does not buck up, how is Grandpaw at household duties?), so I decided to be charitable and go to the door.

Well, silly Puppaw made a comment about how well I behave with him. Mummy was still on the floor where we had been playing, so I went and licked and kissed Mummy. Mummy was super happy and pointed out to Puppaw that he is not quite the boss he may think he is.

Of course, he is in no way the boss, I am; yet I let the Two Legs think they are in charge. But that is a story for another day.

Well, I think there are clear lessons here. First lesson is that Puppaw is silly if he thinks he is in charge. Second lesson is that Mummy is silly if she thinks I came back to her for any other reason than to make a point to Puppaw that I am in charge.

Is your Mummy as silly?

Love, and in control,

Mugsy

The greatest invention ever - The Beach

2012-06-08T17:57:00.001-04:00

Dearest Poppy

What a day I have had. I got up as usual for work from home Friday, when out came the suitcases. I was jolly sad as I thought this meant either Mummy or Puppaw were leaving me. I had overheard something about Puppaw going to New Orleans. It was all very strange, Puppaw did not take me to the park or to Logan for a game of leaves. Instead we just went to the poo patch. Then into the car.

Three long hours later I put my head outside of the car window and I could smell salt. I was like, salt, that seems strange. I asked Mummy and Puppaw what was up and they said they had a surprise for me.

After lunch we drove down a long country road and when it ended there was nothing but water. Not like at the floaty house where sometimes I can see land all around, but water and water and water. And soft ground that Mummy called sand. Apparently this is what is called a beach. Mummy and Puppaw wondered if I would like the beach. Not to worry I loved it. Loved it loved it loved it.

Here's what you can do at the beach. You can dig and no one says stop. I tried to dig to China. And then I realized that China was a long way away, so I hid my face to hide from Mummy and Puppaw and then jumped up, and barked "surprise". At the beach you can swim and jump in waves and swim and play with Mummy. Puppaw does not go in the water unless it is the Med or Carribbean. I am not sure what that means except I got Mummy all to myself.

You can also drink the ocean but it turns out this is not such a good idea as it is salty and makes your poo funny. At the beach you can also play frisbee. Frisbees are flying disks. I have two. A soft one to practice with and a regular one. I had never played frisbee before but it turns out that I am really good. I can catch the frisbee about fifty percent of the time. The other fifty percent the two legs throw badly. I have told them to practice.

Puppaw sat down with me and pointed and said that if I can swim far enough I could swim to you. Four thousand miles does not seem that far. At least not to come and see you. I tried but Mummy would not come with me and I was a bit lonely. Maybe tomorrow.

Our hotel is terrific. It is designed for Four Legs. There is an enclosed run and play area. There is a special shower. I have my own towel. I am allowed to go to breakfast. What more does one need?

Apparently Mummy used to come to the beach when she was young. We have the convertible car, so we drove around and Mummy pointed out all the places she knew. I was like, hey peeps. It's me, Mugsy at the beach. Tomorrow I am going to email mean Mitt and tell him I ride inside. Even at the beach. I hope you get to go to the beach Poppy. The beach is the best.

Love Mugsy

I think I am a big scaredy cat

2012-06-04T08:16:00.001-04:00

Dear Poppy

Sacre blue! I think I am a big scaredy cat.

At 4:11am this morning I woke up as I think I heard something and started growling. You know, I had to protect Mummy and Puppaw. So I sat on their bed and growled and growled and growled, until Puppaw woke up. He said, come on Mugsy there is nothing to worry about, it is all a dream. But I was not so sure so I carried on growling. So he got up and said, come on Mugsy lets investigate.

No way in hell, I growled. I am not going down there in case there is a bad man. You go.

What is up with me, Poppy? I am almost 85lbs and 2 years old. My job is to protect Mummy and Puppaw and all I could do was stay frozen to the bed and growl. What use am I?

Puppaw went down stairs and everything was ok. But I was so worried that by the time he came back up I was curled up in my smallest doughnut shape and snuggled into Mummy so that she could protect me.

I am scared that I am a scaredy cat. Oh no, there I go again .. being scared.

What am I to do. Please help Poppy. You are so brave, a crime fighter and everything; and only 3lbs. I need a back bone. I may look and sound ferocious, but really I am a complete softy.

Please advise.

Love and shakes,

Mugsy

I don't like being two ...

2012-05-26T19:11:00.001-04:00

Dear Poppy

I don't think that I like being two. Things are changing and I don't understand why. First of all it is super hot and I am finding it much harder than last year. Puppaw says it is something to do with surface area to volume ratios; as if I have a clue what that means.

Worse than that, we were all at home today. Puppaw was installing a new TV in Granny and Grandpaw's room as the old one broke. I was on our bed with Mummy, just napping. But, shock and horror, when I went down stairs I noticed something had changed. I was thinking, why is there so much extra space in my office area; when suddenly I realized that my crate has disappeared.

Where I am supposed to go for my safe place? My bed is still there. My toys are still there. My blank is still there. But no crate. Puppaw sat down with me and explained that now that I am two, I don't need a crate.

No, no, no. I need my crate. It is where I go when I am ready for bed and Mummy and Puppaw are being slow. It is where my favorite toy, my blue dragon lives.

Please help me get my crate back.

Love

Mugsy

Birthday!!! Me, me, me

2012-05-07T16:03:00.001-04:00

Dear Poppy,
I can barely lift my paws I'm so tired from the endless celebration of mine and mummy's birthday. Well, really of mummy's birthday. She was nice enough to ask for a party that would be just perfect for me. In fact, as many four legs came to celebrate my birthday as two legs came for mummy. We had the best party ever! We went to the horse ring at Rock Creek Park. Horses are four legs, but they are giants. I saw many of them. I got confused once when one came galloping by. I thought I was supposed to chase him, but mummy said, Noooo!!!, in her mean voice, so I knew I had to stay. Puppaw cooked hot dogs and one of the two legs snuck some to me. Yummy! There is nothing like a hot dog! Ask your granny. She knows. There were lots of little two legs too and they were great because they kept playing games. They play a game called soccer where they kick the ball to see how quickly I can get it and run away with it and then they all chase me. There was another game called boccie ball. Same concept. They throw the little ball to see how quickly I can get it and run away with it and then they all chase me. And yet another game, this one more complicated. It's called badminton. They hit something called a shuttlecock into the air as hard as they can with arm extensions to see how quickly I can get it and run away with it and then they all chase me. When I wasn't chasing balls, I was chasing my four legged friends. I can tell you, it was the best birthday ever. Mummy wouldn't give me any sangria or birthday cake, but maybe next year when I'm three. I wore granny's blue kerchief and I looked great. It was so nice of mummy to share her birthday with me. Puppaw told me I was very lucky because when it comes to birthdays, mummy says its is all about me, me, me...and she doesn't mean me!
I hope you can come to my next great party...I think there will be paella.
Your two year old cousin,
De Mugs

I've lost something ....

2012-04-15T19:34:00.000-04:00

Dearest Poppy

I seem to have lost something - my sea legs. We went to the floaty house today to experiment for the dingy and I did not like it at all. I kept hiding downstairs in the cabin. It was not good at all. Did you know, it is rather exhausting being terrified?

And then, shocker, the engine gave up again. After 40 minutes again. Whatever Puppaw did to fix it clearly did not work. Do you think that is why my sea legs have up and run away? It was much harder this time, we had to sail all the way into the slip. Mummy and Puppaw were terrific sailors, we tacked all the way to the Marina. We almost got hit by this huge boat, well we almost hit it actually. But it was ok.

I was very proud of Mummy and Puppaw. Now I just need to find those pesky legs. If you see them, please tell them to come home.

Legless with fear,

Mugsy

What is a Green Giant?

2012-04-08T09:21:00.000-04:00

Dear Poppy

Do you know what a Green Giant is? Puppaw keeps saying that I have a green giant inside, and not the jolly kind. I don't know what this means. Let me explain ....

I have been spending so much time with Puppaw, which I love. I don't like it when other dogs are near him or, worse, when he shows attention to others. It all started the other evening when I went for my late night pee. Josie, my walking buddy, was there and Puppaw bent over to say hello. (Josie is a little french bull dog.) I was quite angry and jumped up on Puppaw's back as he bent over.

Then yesterday little Griffin came to visit and I was horrible. And mean. And horrible. In fact, I was a Mean Girl. I growled and barked. And Griffin was so scared he cried. Mummy and Puppaw were very angry and gave Griffin lots of love. I calmed down and played nicely.

Puppaw keeps telling me to let the green giant out. But I don't know what a green giant is so I don't know how.

I don't get angry when Puppaw plays with Willy. But then Willy is mine, mine, mine - as Mummy says about Puppaw. I love Willy.

Please help.

Love, Mugsy

I was so responsible ....

2012-04-03T18:49:00.000-04:00

Dear Poppy

Let me tell what a day I have just had. Puppaw took the day off so that he and I could take Chuffed (the floaty house) to have her bottom cleaned. We got up early, went to the park - where I told my nemesis Hector what for - and then drove Mummy to work. Then Puppaw and I headed off to Annapolis.

Puppaw got a coffee and I visited with Waits, the Marina puppy. He was a bit off as it is still early in the season, so I just played with his toys. He is quite cool and is named after the singer / actor Tom Waits. Then Puppaw started the engine, all was ok, and off we went to the boat yard. I practiced my sea legs by walking around and around the boat in my life jacket. (Puppaw had his on as well.)

It was jolly exciting, Chuffed was lifted out of the water by a huge crane and I got to see her bottom. It was yucky. This nice man Henry power washed it, I had to keep out of the way as the water was so strong, even though I tried really hard to play. Then I sniffed all of the barnacles that were scraped off - there were a lot. Then back in the water, on the boat, engine started and heading back to our Marina.

That is when it all went wrong. As we were entering the Bay from the creek the engine died. Puppaw was like ... oh no!! I was so responsible I headed straight into the cabin and would not move. Puppaw quickly got the genoa out and we were moving away from the shallows. I came up to check on Puppaw, but could tell he was a bit worried, so headed down to my cave. Eventually he got the motor running a bit, but we had to sail all the way to the Marina, and get some help into our dock. As soon as we stopped I came on deck again. Waits was there to meet me. I was so happy. I jumped on shore and stayed there.

Some firemen and firewoman were there checking on their boat and they came aboard and gave Puppaw some advice. He followed it and the engine now seems to be running ok. But listen to this ... the nice firewoman complimented me on wearing my life jacket, you see .. very responsible.

I am so tired I am going to sleep now. Mummy and Puppaw are going out and I am not even sad. In fact, the sooner the better ... I cannot keep my eyes open at all.

Hopefully you get to go sailing with Aunty Joanna. It is super fun, although a bit worrisome when there is no engine as back up.

Phew,

Mugsy the Sailor dog

Thank You .. Thank You .. Thank You

2012-03-12T20:27:00.002-04:00

Dear Poppy

Thank you for my huge Kong Wubba, which arrived today. It is huge. I think it is even bigger than you are. I really like it and have been playing with it since Puppaw brought it up from the mail area.

All my love,

Mugsy

What's a diet

2012-03-11T19:01:00.003-04:00

Dear Poppy

I need your advice. As my older cousin. Or prima as us Spaniard's say.

I keep hearing the word "diet" and I don't really know what it means. Here is what went down. We went to my primo Atticus' birthday party and then to the supermarket. Puppaw took me to the toy store. You know, the shops with all of the pet food and treats and toys. Well they have a scale so he got me to sit on it.

Normally I refuse, but today I was feeling good as I saw Puppaw bought me a new ball, and the shopkeeper suggested I get some sausage. So Puppaw was holding the sausage over the scale and I sat down.

Then Puppaw handed the sausage back. The shopkeeper said it was only one dollar - which was nothing compared to the ball.

But - and listen to this - Puppaw said, "she is 83.2ilbs, and is only supposed to be 78lbs." Then when he and Mummy were in the car they were talking about me being a gordita. That is also Spanish for a little heavy. They think if they speak Spanish I don't understand, but Abu taught me to be on the look out for key words.

And now they are like, "she can only have a cup and half of food for each meal, not a cup and three quarters". Is that what "diet" means.

I am a tad worried.

Please advise.

Your svelte like cousin,

Mugsy the most beautiful and model like.

Everything is back to normal

2012-03-08T20:34:00.004-05:00

Dear Poppy

I do apologise for not writing for a while. I have been suffering from depression. Mummy had disappeared. Although Puppaw did his best to keep me occupied I knew something was wrong when:

1. Puppaw got up early, showered and stuff before breakfast and took me to the park for opening at 7:00am. Mummy usually takes me a little later.

2. I was allowed to sleep all night on the bed and there was plenty of room for me.

3. I did not have to pick my toys up all of the time.

4. I had extra treats.

Then I suddenly realized no Mummy and I was very sad. So Puppaw and I snuggled all weekend and watched lots of rubbish TV. It was really great until I understood why. Then Mummy called on the FaceTime. She seemed a long way away. She promised to come back but I was a bit worried. Everytime I saw a cute brunette in running gear I chased after thinking it was Mummy and Puppaw had to hold me back. I was very confused.

Anyway, she is back and all is normal. I even slept the whole night in my own bed. I am growing up I think. Or it could be that there was just no room for me.

Regardless, my pack is whole. I don't know how you cope when Aunty Joanna travels, at least you have Granny and Grandpaw.

All my woofs,

De Mugs

ITS ARRIVED

2012-02-12T09:30:00.000-05:00

Mugsy

I need help. It's arrived. It's a new collar. It looks ok. Quite harmless really although this box thing gets in the way. But then I am having fun and I have to woof it is just irrisistable and then a squirt of lemon. Yuck. I stop the woof and mummy says good girl and gives ma a treat. Believe it or not I would prefer no lemon and no treat. Hope you are having a better weekend. A depressed poppy

TRICKED

2012-02-08T08:07:00.003-05:00

Hi Mugsy

Yesterday I was quite pathetic - it was the second day on the trot i was left with Granny - which i love - but two days on the trot - so i didn't eat and i didn't play.

Granny spoke to Mummy - she thought i might be ill- i wasn't - i just wanted to be under 3 kilos so the anti woofing devise was too big for me - Mummy was not worried - she knew i just wanted ATTENTION but it was worth a try.

This morning i thougth i was busted, no breakfast offered, it was just packed for work, but i didn't complain, pretended not be hungry, until it went down, when it just disapeared - and then at lunch - some of Delilahs special stash got put down - and again it just disapeared down my throat - definately tricked - but don't feel i can complain too much!!!!!

IT IS SO COLD HEAR - i can't tell you- Granny thought i might be overheating yesterday - it was part of my pathetic act - today mummy did not put a jumper on me - i had to ask!!!!! - its negative temperature - of course i need a jumper - or three - its freezings!!!!! jumper, plus lap, plus food, plus treats, plus cuddles, plus being spoilt -should i need to explain such basic requirements!!!!!

love

Poppy

ps i hope your twolegs are being better behaved.
i am sure i head rumours about a trip to the pet parlour but i am pretending they were discussing another dog - they would not heap that trauma on me as well!!!!!

Ungrateful

2012-02-07T10:23:00.002-05:00

Dear Poppy,
I do believe you live with an ungrateful lot. After all those times you foiled criminal plots with your barking and now all of a sudden you are told to keep it to yourself? Those two legs sure are confusing. But, you can send granny over any time. Now that I know where she is, I am not as worried. I have been checking on her and grandpaw every night, but they have failed to come home. It all makes sense now. Maybe I'll remember where they are and stop checking their room. I too have been told to stop barking, but at the park! Can you imagine, no barking at the park. How am I supposed to let my friends know that they should chase me, or give me the ball, or stop playing with someone else and pay attention to me? How? I don't think these two lets understand.
I have been a bit out of sorts trying to figure it all out. I am trying to be a bit more independent...to show mummy and puppaw who is the boss. I spend time in my crate, which I love, and they think it's sad. He! He! It got me a whole night in bed with them last night and a 5:30 am play date with puppaw. I must remember to use my sad face more often.
My plan is to ignore all attempts to keep me quite. Make sure your mummy doesn't tell my two legs where to get the "no bark" contraption. I don't want one of those around here.
Woof!
De Mugs

PANIC

2012-02-07T07:47:00.002-05:00

Mugsy - you must help me - Mummy and Granny are going to be very mean - Mummy has bought a woofer blocker -not sure what it is - but it is being delivered today - and i think it goes round my neck and stops me woofing

I am scared - I like woofing and i am very good at it - and very loud - i woke everyone up last night when Grandpaws friend Bobby came in - and this morning at 6 am no one in the neighbourhood was asleep when i had finished!!!!

Why do two legs have to spoil a four legs fun - if I am awake why isn't everyone else - they make me go outside to the bathroom - so i can make noise - and inside i am a very good security dog - and now they say no woofing - but woofing is fun - and i don't like lemon (this thing squirts lemon - mummy says its citronella (smellonella I say its gross!!!!)

Help - i think this is cruelty - and i want rescuing - I think it is time Granny at least visits you again - i can twist Mummy round my finger - but Granny says the neighbours complain - i don't know who they are - but i shall woof at them again!!!!!

Granny seems to say SPOILED oh and theirs no heating downstairs -

A VERY STRESSED AND WORRIED Poppy WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF

Lonely :-(

2012-01-25T16:03:00.003-05:00

Dear Poppy,
I am indeed very lonely. I go into Granny and Grandpaws room every night and every morning thinking they might be there, but they are not. And to think, my pack had grown to 4 and then for a short while to 6. I thought I was the queen of the world, and now I'm back to leading just two, two legs. Now, don't think I don't appreciate them. They do everything I ask of them...most of the time, but there is nothing like having four people to do everything that you ask. The other two who joined the pack later (aunty Roz and uncle Bud) were not very useful, but still, they added to my numbers, so I tolerated them.
I wish I were you (without the bald patches). You are so lucky to be living close to granny and grandpaw. I hope you appreciate them as much as I did.
Your loving, lonely, down to only two, cousin Mugsy.

The visit

2012-01-25T13:23:00.002-05:00

Hi Mugsy

Thought you might be lonely now Granny and Grandpaw have left so I wanted to send you some kisses and licks. I am sure the apartment is very quiet but I here you had a great time I know that they did. I have not seen them but I heard alL about it on the phone as soon as they landed.

Anyway got to run. Don't be lonely. Pops

Grandparents

2012-01-22T07:35:00.002-05:00

Oh dear. They do not sound like they are behaving. They both sound like they need naps - both are very good to nap with. Grandpaw tummy is the perfect pillow and granny lies on her side and makes the perfect space.

On this name change you have to be tough you are MUGSY. It's a better name than NANCY have you ever heard of such a stupid name and you are keeping yours. grandpa only wants you to be a boy so he and Uncle Mark aren't so pushed around by us girls but that's tough girl power is cool

By the way I am not sickly. I am ADVENTEROUS. Unfortunately that sometimes gets me into scrapes. I have told mummy to send a picture of the present we bought you yesterday. It is as big as me and even you should not be able to kill it

Lots of love

The popster

Re: Woe Woe Woe

2012-01-21T17:15:00.002-05:00

Dear Poppy

I just learned a new word from Granny. It begins with an "f" and rhymes with duck, which I like to chase at the floaty house.

Anyway, all I can say is: what the rhymes with duck!!!

How do you manage to get yourself into so much trouble? I have only been to the vet five times, and three of those were for normal check ups. You seem to go all of the time. I hope you are not sickly.

How silly of you and Jack, although I am very glad you did not drink any of the bad stuff. In America we have a punishment called "Tar and Feathering". Is that what really happened? Were you naughty again and being punished, but are in denial.

Well anyway, I do hope you are ok and that your hair grows back quickly. Please be careful, I can get my passport in two weeks and then I can come and visit. I may be a bit delayed as Puppaw let his expire and he has to get one as well.

Lots of love,

Mugsy

PS You can have Granny and Grandpaw back. Grandpaw thinks I am a boy and Granny wants to change my name.