Tuesday, October 20, 2009


I have lots of friends, see. But there is one person who is super special to me and her name is Annie Lee. Annie is 7 years old and I am only 4 years old so she is like my cool big sister. Here's a picture of her and me.

I met Annie last weekend when she and her mommy Sharon and her daddy Ralphie invited me and my person and all of my brothers and sisters Piggy, Pyewackett, Cricket and Little Toby to visit them at their house. Can you believe it? These totally cool people invited five dogs and one person to their house!! I think they should get a prize like a bully stick or a cookie with frosting or something for being so nice to me and my family!!!!!!
I know a lot of big people but Annie's house was the first small person's house I ever visited (my person calls the small people kids but all I know is that they are small like me and not big like some people who scare me sometimes). Annie knew how much I like cheese and she gave me some and then I never ever wanted to leave her side.
I wanted to climb in her lap so I did and she giggled and I wagged my tail real fast and everyone, even the big people, laughed and giggled. I didn't mean to be funny, I just wanted to be near my new friend.

Then we took a picture of me and Annie and my person. This was such a great and fun day. Annie is my BFF and I am so lucy to have a BFF. After all, how many pibbles like me have a BFF like Annie?

I love you, Annie!!!!!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Life is So Good

My yard is full of cool stuff. I have squirrels, chipmunks, and bunnies. Lots of birds, too. I am really good friends with all of them and love to share my grass with everyone. Sometimes bugs crawl on me and it tickles. My person thinks it's funny that I have so many friends in the yard.

This is a picture of me laying in the sun in my yard. My person grabbed her camera and snapped my picture cause she said I was smiling.
All I know is that I'm a really happy girl :)

Monday, October 5, 2009

Monday Movie

Today, I was hanging out in the garage with my foster dad, when he pointed that little silver box at me again.

What a girl has to do to get a cookie around here is embarrassing. Sheesh.