The Tale of a Tooth...

My teeth have been slowly disappearing in the past few years (this has something to do with my early love of chewing wood). Every time mom asks Dr. Wingert (my vet) all he says is the following: "They don't look bad for bulldog teeth". She accepts this and moves on..

I wanted to say something similar to mom a couple of weekends ago when Isabella fell and chipped her front tooth: "They don't look bad for Isabella teeth"...well and that was just the beginning since a week later she fell again in the kitchen. This time she didn't chipped her tooth, it just bled. Mom is convinced that if the tooth wasn't dead the first time, by the second fall the poor tooth is a goner. It is just a matter of time before it turns black.

Diet change...

Mom's family visited during the summer. I always love having more people around, plus they feed me all the treats I beg for...lovely!

Lately I have been switching my diet. I have a new found love for everything vegetarian...green beans, peas and some fruits are abundant under Isabella's chair at dinner time. I like it! I have not been able to taste the corn, she doesn't share that one...

Ocean Visit!

This is one of the pictures Mom and Dad brought back from vacation. Seems the Isabella was having fun. All I have to say is that I'm glad I missed it. I don't want any sand under my tail!

Where's Mom?

It's been a weird week. Mom has been curiously absent (Dad said something about a trip to London, whatever that thing is). So, I'm stuck with squealing little rat girl (I promise I'm not jealous) and Dad. For some reason, he's been playing a lot with her, then talking with Grandma Angela, Grandpa Lucho, and Tia Natalia on Skype (Oh yeah, I know what that is...Shiny box talking through the thing called Internet).

While Mom has been gone, Dad has had a lot of late night conference calls with Australia, the Middle East, and Asia. Little squealing rat girl (hereafter referred to as Isabella) gets fussy during the calls, so Dad has to pick her up and put her in the Bjorn. Of course, when Isabella gets squealing (you see where I get her name?), then Dad has to mute the line. It's kind of funny when he doesn't do it fast enough. People on the call start laughing at him. Someone in Australia asked him a question, and Isabella screamed as soon as he un-muted the line. One of the execs on the call joked that Isabella answered the question quite well (aka "HELL NO").

Overall, Dad and Isabella have gotten along very well (guess who that leaves out? NO BUTT SCRATCHING FOR ME). They have been spending time after dinner on the basement floor, rolling around with Raton Perez and some books. Dad plays his Xbox for a while after Isabella falls asleep with him, and every now and again, he will scratch my back.

Yesterday (Thur, Fri 11. Yes, I know my calendar), the house was crazy. Peggy came over to clean (I LOVE HER, she scratches my back too), but then there were a couple of other strangers with really loud things. One guy went upstairs and fixed the tub where a stone shelf fell in it. Dad kept saying "I hope wifey likes it, she is the quality control around here". I'm not sure what that means, but I think it means Dad may have to call the guy again and again and again. :-)

Then a guy came over to clean the carpet. He even cleaned my scrap of carpet that Dad gave me in the living room. It looks great, but Dad won't let me on it until Mom gets home. What am I going to do, rub my butt on it? (Hmmmmmm, not a bad idea at all).

Dad was emailing his friend Manisha in Michigan, and I heard that she has one like Isabella. That's all I need....two squealing little rats around. Luckily, I think they are going to go visit Manisha instead of them coming down here, which means that I get to go stay with Uncle Bo and Aunt Lisa and Rookie!!!! I can't wait. I love them. They are nice (and they scratch my butt).

For some reason, Mom and Dad thought Manisha's daughter Milana was super cute. I hope that doesn't mean that they want another little rat around here. Personally, I think one is enough. Of course, I'm still trying to put her up for sale on Craigslist or ship her to Colombia. Check out the picture with this post. I almost had her shipped.... Fear not, I'll keep trying. I like it better when I rule the roost.

Until next time, stay warm (I LOVE THE SNOW), and take care.

Happy New Year!!!

This have really been some fun couple of months. I'm constantly being abused by this peep squeak of a baby. Fortunately I was lucky enough to be away from her for more than three weeks while they took their yearly vacation down to Colombia. I stayed with my favorite aunt and uncle (Lisa and Bo). They took me on many adventures, I LOVE being in the car!
I hear Isabella actually behaved herself during the trip, both mom and dad were very pleased with how she did during the long plane rides.
She has already started rolling (did so on xmas eve) and got her first tooth (New Year's day). Now we look even more similar...maybe she will be as cute as me!
While in Colombia, they apparently spent all of their time enjoying the weather, and taking presents to all the children in Valentina's school and a home for single moms. They also sent some throught the church to a home housing over 300 at risk children. They were very thankful to all the family memebers who donated gifts. I will post some of the pictures soon.
Isabella has been moved to the wobbler classroom, she is the smallest one there. However, don't been fooled, she has months of practice defending herself from my slobber attacks...those other children will need to be on alert. Maybe I can actually train them...
Overall, I'm looking forward to this year. I have a feeling I will be running around even more in the next couple of months. I'll keep you posted.