Peeing

On any particular walk on any particular day, I am going to pee a lot. I don’t know what drives me to do it. I just know I must do it.

If theres another pee smell, I have to pee. If we’ve walked twenty feet, I have to pee. If I see another dog walk by, I have to pee. If it looks like we might head home and the walk is over, I have to pee. Above are photos from one of my walks recently.

Merchandise

I have always been slightly jealous of all the merchandise Katie has with her name on it. Everyone knows I’m the real talent but the she’s always stealing the spotlight.

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Well, my day has come. I am so excited about the new “Cheeto” merchandise…. I’m only sad that none of it is in my size. Shop on┬áKatie’s online store!

 

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.┬áThis 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.

Allergies

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Everything is itchy. All the time. Sometimes in the night I get itchy in the middle of the night. I like to get on the bed to scratch and shake just so that I’m not alone in my misery. Normally someone wakes up to be a part of my pain.. which leads to a pill being shoved down my throat… which leads to being consoled with treat and being told I’m a good boy. So allergies are maybe ok.