Apartment Building

When we moved to LA, we soon moved into an “APARTMENT BUILDING”. I had never lived in an “APARTMENT BUILDING” before. But basically it is a very large house. There are lots of doors but the difference is we only go in one door. Sometimes we visit our friend Sam who lives here too and we go in his door too.

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But I am always on my guard here! It is very alarming to go beyond our door because you never know who will be in the “APARTMENT BUILDING”. There are lots of dogs here too that try to get on the elevator with us. This is very frightening because who knows what would happen to us if we were on the elevator with another dog! So I bark really loudly so that they decide to not get on the elevator. This technique is 9/10 effective. We have to take the elevator many times in a day because there’s no yard here. Because I live in an “APARTMENT BUILDING”, I take Katie for a lot of walks.

Sometimes Katie lets me go to the roof and run laps even though there is a leash rule and she has gotten scolded by the master of “APARTMENT BUILDING” before for this. It makes me sad when Katie gets scolded. She always gets grumpy and sad when it happens and then the fun is over.

Author: Cheeto Toupin

I'm a boy dog. My mom is Katie Toupin. She rescued me when I was a year and a half old from a shelter. (my first family didn't love me because I bark) I love my life with Katie! We have all kinds of fun! People always are asking "What is it?" so she got a "DNA TEST" for me. It told us I was a Chihuahua/Pomeranian + Chihuahua/Boykin Spaniel so now we know what to say when people ask what it is!

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