Hola cachorritos! Long time no bark, or howl, or sniff. *Sniff sniff*, you smell like a nice pup. I’m here today on dog-friendly Fursday since tomorrow is el Ano Nuevo! Well, New Year Day in Ingles.
I thought I’d paw around, nest it up, make myself at home on mami’s desk. She’s not using it anyhow. Work? Psh! She’s too busy cleaning up my accidents. Whoopsie, did I mention I sorta went twosies in the office of the nice lady who does all the numbers? I SWEAR I’m potty trained! I just had to go really really baaad, and while mami signed her time… sheet(?) I had an itty bitty accident. But, the numbers lady is nice and said it was my way of showing her how comfy I am with her. She’s right! I hate to go inside, but sometimes, puppies, when you gotta go you gotta go, forget the niceities!
I guess, I’m pawing at the keyboard ’cause, well, I was a bit naughty last week. Oh no, I didn’t go numba’ two anywherez. It’s just that mami was sick, and I guess I didn’t care tooo much to be on my best behavior.
*Puppy sigh*… Okay, these are my confessions, as Usher would say, about being a cute, but silly pup when mami was sick with bronchitis. Look, first of all, in my defense, how was I supposed to know mami was sick?! Sneezing, laughing, coughing, singing, wheezing – it’s all the same to me. If you can stand up on two legs, humans, and walk to the juice in the fridge, then there’s no reason you can’t chase me around the house with a squeaky football in my mouth! Am I right or am I right, cachorritos?
Pero, there are some advantages to this sickyness puppies. There are these boxes of this soft fluffy papery stuff lying all over the place. The humans use it to blow their big human noses, but if you’re extra sneaky you can jump right in and snatch a bunch out of the box and tear them to shreds in an instance. When your mami says, “Off,” just grab those tissues quickly and run for dear life. You see cachorritos, when the humans are “sick” they can’t run as fast! They just give up and let you happily tear tear and rip away. Chomp, chomp, chomp. Oh, I love tissue, almost as much as I love socks!
Tambien, when your human’s sick they lie around a lot! And you know what that means pups. It means lots of jumping on top of your human! You can lick their face, dig under their legs, hop on their bellies. It’s the most fun ever because they’ll play back by flicking their big human paws at you and digging their head into the pillows and growling! It’s a play growl, for sure.
Then there’re the naps, my friends. The lovely naps on the bed while your human snores away and they have the heater blowing. I looove to curl up on the bed, in a little pile of cuteness, in front of the heater. Mmm, delicious, like sleeping on fluffy clouds of socks, BOL!
Just stay away from your human when she washes her hands (they do this a lot when they’re sick!). All that water makes me nervous that I’ll be next. No sir, not me, I haaate baths.
Sick mamis aren’t so bad. Because when they get all better, all they want to do is hug you, kiss you, and play with you and your squeaky football non-stop!
Ruff ruff ruff…
(For my fellow K9 reporter Leroy’s pawspective, check out “Be Kind to Sick Pooches and People“)
Irie Belle (a.k.a. “I Rebel”) is an 11-month-old mixed breed, bilingual Jack Russell Terrier/Chihuahua adopted from the South Los Angeles Animal Shelter. Still a puppy, she aspires to one day host her very own show, and be the Oprah of mixed breed pups around the world!