Wednesday, September 25, 2013

my buddy Elmo on the train

Mom got this pic of mi amigo Elmo riding on the train last week:


He'z skinnier than me, but has gigantic earz.  We dance good together, too.  He was in his travel bag here, they don' allow us Chis to ride the trains without being in a container, they are afraid we might be threatening to the other passengers.  I think that es a funny way to show respect, no?

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Hard work


My guyz were here today working on the fence.  I had to help.  Lucky it es un dia muy bonita.

So for now, we have the invizable fence, you know?  Here'z a picture of it:


Thoze are my guyz working on it.  They took out the green part, painted the postz, and will put in new stuff so it lookz like a fence again.  Right now I can walk thru it, which es nice.


Monday, September 9, 2013

A message from Mom

I spoke with Pablo over the weekend about writing in ingles, not in espanglish, and he told me he would consider it, but no promisos.  I also suggested (gently) that he ought to try using spellchecker before posting, but that got a snarl in response.  So we'll see how it goes. 

I can report that he is taking his vitamins, once we play "chase the treat" with them for a while.  Since he no longer deigns to eat dogfood (unless he can steal it from his niece), his diet apparently can use a boost.  I guess the cheddar cheese with pepadews, the roasted red peppers, and various other add-ins to his human style meat-based diet are not adequate to balance it, according to some sources.  I'm not convinced, but as long as he will eat the half tablet vitamin every day or two, I can manage this.  And we get extra playtime from it.  Tho having him bounce it off my forehead is not the most fun thing I've ever done.  He plays rough.

I also tried to explain to him that the tire tracks on the beach will go away by themselves, but he is not convinced.  He is intent on tracking the perp and biting him.  What can I do?

Sunday, September 8, 2013

someone messed up mi playa


I feel like biting them, whoever they are, they made these horrible trackz all over mi playa,  didn' ask me before they did, and I tried to find them but no es possible.

Mira, eso es the thing that they did:


To try to make me feel better, Mom showed me this picture of one of my couzinz:

Pienso que me gusta uno de esos sombreros.  He lookz a lot like me, too.

I had a nice day en la playa, there were niecez who are mas noisy, pero un amiga muy agradable.  Esta muy cansada ahora.  Buenos noches....