Moving Day

April 25th is a big day in my life.

Last year, on April 25th, 2007, people came and put stuff in boxes and took me and all the dogs I knew off our chains and out of the dark and lonely woods. After that I spent a long time in custody, which was really scary and boring.

This year, right before April 25th, my people started putting stuff in boxes. I got really worried and stayed in my crate wondering if this meant the people would come and take me and Lulu away and put me in custody again. Then, on April 25th, my mom took me and Lulu for a car ride to a house in a quiet neighborhood where we had gone before to meet a "fan" that my people called "the Landlord".

Here we are watching some of the boxes during our car ride.

Soon a whole bunch of men showed up with all the boxes from our apartment. Lulu did a lot of talking to the men because she wanted to make sure everything went in the right place (she got in trouble for being too bossy and had to have a time out). My people told me that we had "moved" and this was our new house. I like this place a lot, there's lots of space and an interesting back yard just for me and Lulu, that we don't have to share with neighbors. There is also a special room called the "garage" just for my treadmill!

This April 25th was a lot better than last year.

Outside

Outside is one of my favorite words.
It can mean outside in the backyard. I like the backyard.

It can mean a walk in the park. I also like the park. When I go to places outside, I try and say hello to everyone I see. Hey, Mister Gopher, How's it going down there in your little cave ?

Whenever I hear the word " outside ", It puts a smile on my face.

Ahhhhh........Outside.

Hector-

Going to law school

Yup. You read it right. I got into law school.

Yesterday, my Nice Lady took me for a long car ride up to a place called Sacramento. She had to do a presentation for BAD RAP to a group of law students. We walked around campus for a while so I could pee on a bunch of stuff but she wouldn't let me FLING my masterful flings on the freshly manicured grass -- my favorite kind! Where's the justice in that?!




I was going to introduce myself to the Admissions people, but Nice Lady said she didn't think I was actually allowed to be in the administration buildings. Well, THAT's a silly rule -- how in the heck am I supposed to do well in school if I can't go into the building??

Anyway, the students in the classroom ooh-ed and ahh-ed over me and I soaked it all up. I mean, who would turn down adoration and love? And, who can blame them? I AM pretty darn cute, after all.



It was fun, but exhausting. I hope they didn't notice me dozing off in class -- how embarassing!
Thanks so much to the Animal Law Society!

Camera Time

My friends and I have paparazzi and fans!

Photographers, camera crews, reporters and fans come to our pit bull school to see us, take our pictures, and talk to our people. I'm not the most famous dog in the world, but I guess I may be more famous than other dogs. Camera people come to our house and to our classes and ask me to pose and look handsome. I sit and get treats and next thing you know, my picture is on the internet and in the newspaper! Since my picture was on the internet next to Britney Spears, I guess I have paparazzi.

Sometimes there are people at school who I have never even met who know my name and who get really excited to see me. Even though they are really nice, they make me a little nervous because I'm kind of shy with new people. I try really hard to be brave and say hi, because it is so nice that so many people know me. Dutch says those are "fans".

The first time I had paparazzi was back when I was in custody and people from a paper called the New York Post came. I was pretty worried about the camera, but curious, too. This is me, in my kennel, wondering what the camera was. I was called "number 32" then.

I'm so glad BAD RAP and so many wonderful people worked so hard to get me and my friends out of jail. It is really great to have a free life and have fans and paparazzi. When I meet them I can show my people that I am getting more and more brave.

Now I know about cameras, I don't mind posing for pictures at all. See how good I am at pouting?

hugs, Uba

Sunday...A Day of Rest

Well, actually, naps are good any ol' day of the week, not just on a Sunday... and even better when curled up with a favorite friend or family member.

Frends make it all gud

Dis pic is me wen I wus fraid of dat leetle shiney box wit one eye starrin at me. WOH! SCARY!



Da best part of califernia is dat all dem dawgs are nice too me an helps me haf fun. Wen Iz wit my frends I not scared no more of dat box. My peeps tell me pawsitive speriences makes me grow up strong. Lookit me buddies here. Dez reel nice to me.




Dis one dawg in da house namez Lola acts like Iz inbizable. Butt ONE day jus da udder day, she likez me! Da man snuk in and sawz us playin an laffs an got dis muvie. I had to try reel hard to do da rite thing so Lola wuld think I'z ok. Mmmm. Shez so pritty an ROLY POLY!

Muvie: My frend Lola

Copy Cat

Since the Wonderful People came and broke me out of that yucky jail cell, I have experienced lots of new things.  

All the new things are really great but it gets kind of overwhelming at times.  There is just so much to see and hear that sometimes I get all mixed up and scared and my body gets stuck. My people help me a lot and remind me that I should look at them instead of trying to see everything, but my biggest help of all is my big sister, Lulu. When I'm not sure what to do I look at her, and she makes me feel much better.  

Lulu is very clever and knows lots of things and never seems scared.  My people tell me she is a Canine Good Citizen, and that they hope I will be one someday, too. I'm going to study very hard because once I’m a Canine Good Citizen, I will be smart and brave, just like Lulu.

I love to copy Lulu, because everything she does is the best. She has shown me lots of things like how to lie on the couch with style, 

 

how to chew toys, 

and how to sunbathe.

If I keep copying her, I know I will be brave one day.

Thank you, Lulu, for being the best big sister any little dog could ever want.

Did You Say Ball ???

I Learned to play this new game.

Its called fetch.

Although, I'm not really sure what a fetch quite is.

But, I sure do like to Play.

Play Play Play.

I sure do like to play.

Jonny-

Another Road Trip!

Only this time we weren’t on the road for nearly as long as that time when we headed out west from Virginia. This road trip was much shorter. My foster mom told me that she was taking me on my very first family vacation. Hmmm…”vacation”…what does that mean?

So, mom loaded up the car and piled us all in, and we drove to a really fun place in the mountains of Northern California. Personally, I like road trips, but I found out that big sister Maxine does not like long car rides nearly as much as me. She spends most of the time squishing herself into some remote corner of the car, doing her best impression of an ostrich, and/or plopping herself on top of the grocery bags, reducing the potato chips and loaf of bread to mere crumbs. If you ask me, I think she’s being kinda silly.

So, as it turns out, “vacation” is one of my very favorite new vocabulary words! Woof!

Just like my buddy Uba said, it is soooooo much fun to play and bounce and wrestle in the snow…

And after all of that excitement, it is very important to find a perfect place to take a nap…










I think I need to ask mom to take me on another vacation very soon!

S.O.S.

I dint know how to swim yet, but my peeps trew me in dis big box of wader called a baff an den covered me wit bubbles. It wus warm an nice an the man tawked nice to me but - GEEZ! - Iz glad itz over.

I hope I dunt hafta do dat agin! Herz da movie: Baff Time!

Happy dogs come from California

Lemme tell ya. This California livin' is really all people say it is.

After I got settled in -- I hear people calling it my "foster home," whatever the heck that is -- these cool people started taking me out for a jog just about every morning. In fact, Nice Mister said I was doing so good that he brought Lucy, their ornery dog, on the run with us. That was fun!

I really love our jogs. I've found my favorite places to *ahem* relieve myself, and Nice Mister and Nice Lady have finally learned to get out of the way so I can FLING dirt as far as I can afterward. They think I'm marking, but I'm really trying to get that dirt across the street! I've almost perfected it, too. Just . . . one . . . more . . . FLING!!

Nice Lady brings me to a big building every week where there were a LOT of other dogs, and we would heel and sit, heel and lie down, and circle around heeling. These people sure do like to play the heel game. Eh, it makes Nice Lady happy, so I do it. Plus, every once in a while, she surprises me with treats. Now, I've trimmed down a bit since living in California, but I can never say no to those treats! Where DOES she get those things from?!




And, I have to tell you -- remember that Nice Kid? The one who came up with my name? Dog love him because when he and Nice Lady are going out, he wants me to come, too, and man oh MAN is it fun.




Yup. Stoked. I could really get used to this California place.

cold day,warm bed

Life has been pretty busy lately, a whole lot different from where I was 6 months ago. I was locked in a kennel with hard, cold floors and no friends to play with. I had nothing to do but sit there. Those were very hard times. These days are different now. I go on walks, I go to dog school where I see all my buddies, have wounderful people, chew toys, and have even gone off to far away big cities, to be on something called T.V. All this excitement and running around has been great ! But the best thing it has given me, is the ability to be grateful.

Tonite , I am grateful for a close friend and a warm bed. I hope one day, all the doggies in this world, can snuggle with someone they like, and not live in cages with cold, hard floors. I hope more good people can open thier hearts and homes, for dogs that are still without freedom.

This would be my biggest wish come true.

Jonny-

Busy Bee

Hi! Hi! I’m Grace. Hi!

Ooooo isn’t this fun. Everything is new and well, fun. I have a red ball that I love to play with and I love to watch the birds and butterflies and I love my red ball and my housemate Dutch and tennis balls and I love my red ball and, oops! I’m repeating myself. Heehee! Oooo this is fun!

I am happy to be in a cozy home and I love walks and chew toys and soft beds and treats and my red ball and Dutch and, oops! Heehee!

Wow! Isn't the world a big, beautiful place filled with so much to see, do, eat, smell, hear, it keeps my brain so busy, busy. Sometimes, they call me a busy bee at my house, but I have a lot of experiences to catch up on and oooooo it's so much fun!

Ummm, I don’t talk about before ‘cause, well, it sucked. So that’s all I’m gonna say about that. Ppppbbbbbbllllllttttt! (raspberry sound…Heehee!)

Where’s Dutch and my red ball, and my treats, and, and, and

Fabulous Me

Ok, so I’m Dutch, and you are….oh right… fans. Great! I love fans.

Allow me to bring you up to speed about one of my favorite subjects, My Life.

I was on a chain in the woods and one day people in uniforms came to remove me from the chain and I was thrilled. Oh thank god, I’m so glad you’re here…you see baby I’m a lover, not a fighter.

Apparently, there was a miscommunication. Somehow, I ended up in jail….excuuuuse me, I don’t know what you’ve been told, but I am not the criminal here. In fact, I’d like to press charges.

Unfortunately, it seemed no one was listening…really people don’t I get a phone call or something….

I was housed in a top tier kennel, so I decided to express my displeasure at the situation by peeing out of my kennel on staff members as they passed by (being a boy is cool!)…perhaps not the most diplomatic course of action I realize, but you gotta admit pretty freakin’ funny. When my chaueffers finally arrived, months overdue if you ask me, I overheard one of them say “this dog’s a rockstar.”

Finally, people who recognize the…true…fabulous…me!

Bouncing for Joy!

My name is Uba, which I picked out myself, but sometimes my mom tells me I should be called "tigger" since tiggers like to bounce. She also calls me a "pit-bull-on-a-pogo-stick" and a "kangaroo-bull". Those must be good things because I think they have something to do with bouncing!

Now I am a free dog, I like to bounce and pounce and leap around. When I am happy and there are no big scary noises around and I feel safe I make my people laugh by bouncing. Here I am bouncing in the snow when we went on a big adventure to a cold place and I got to wear my sweaters.

Now I have people who are nice to me and friends to play with and yummy food in my tummy and hugs and toys and a warm soft bed and a house I am so happy! I think the best way to show happy is to bounce a lot. If my cat-friends Angus and William are nearby, I leap right over them. They act a little annoyed, but I think they like my bouncing, really.

My people take me outside when I get really bouncy so I don't break things or crash into my big sis, Lulu. Woo Hoo! Outside means I can play with tennis balls, the best toys ever. They bounce just like me! My people throw tennis balls for me and I can run and bounce and leap after them! Sometimes they make the ball bounce really high, and then I get to bounce even more than normal! This is a video of me bouncing with my wubba.

All that bouncing makes me hot!

hugs,
Uba