Saturday, August 6, 2011

The Truth About Cats and Dogs


I finally met the felines who have been hanging out on our lanai. This little creature was so cute, I had to give her a sniffy kiss!

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Stuck


I thought it was a giant yellow Skittle, so I tried to eat it.

This is how I roll


First I roll,
Then I shake.

HI!

Hi buddies!

Daydreaming

I miss Kauai!

Naptime





This is me, in all my sleepy glory...

I can talk!

So, my mom is a Speech-Language Pathologist and she's always trying to get me to "use my words." She says I need to learn how to bark at strangers so I can function as a security guard. She also says that I'm "thief bait" because I look so cute. I'm really great at barking during my sleep but haven't mastered vocalizing while I'm awake. This squeaky toy is the only thing that triggers any movement in my vocal cords. Here's the most I've said in a long time... I'm saying "Quit torturing me. Just give me the toy so I can stop hopping around like a yelping fool."

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

None for Me =(

Uncle Rich delivered this cake for my parents' anniversary. Aunty Malina made it. They kept raving about how delicious it tasted. I wouldn't know... they didn't share any with me! Not fair.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Beach Bum

I went to Oahu's North Shore for the very first time. It was an eventful day.
I chased a pitbull,

saw turtles,

almost fell off the slippery reef while looking at the turtles,

got yelled at for running into the water,

saw a jackson chameleon...

Oh, and my parent's put a shave ice cone holder on my head.

Afterward, my sticky fur smelled like vanilla and melon.

Anniversary




Daddy and Mommy have been married for a year! I tagged along while Aunty Alyssa took pics. We had a nice stroll on Kapolei town's back roads. Then they dumped me at home and went to eat Thai food. Boo.

Can your tongue do this?

I think I may be part reptile.
Or part giraffe.
Did you know that a giraffe's tongue can extend up to 20 inches? Well, it can.
(I googled it).
My tongue serves many functions.
As you can see in the picture above, my tongue comes in handy when I need a nose mask (e.g. during voggy weather... to avoid SARS... or when I'm performing surgery).

This is my tongue's impersonation of a skateboard half pipe. If Tony Hawk were half an inch tall he could do some mean tricks on it!
This is my tongue's impersonation of raw bacon.

Props to Uncle Rich for snapping these pictures.

Meet the Parents





This is my daddy Jeff. My maternal ancestry is somewhat confusing. Jeff is married to Gee, so technically, that makes Gee my mommy. BUT, there's a kind lady on Kauai named Laura, who claims to be my "real" mommy. Laura says that Gee is my step-mama.
Laura used to babysit me when Jeff would go to Oahu to visit Gee, while they were courting. I loved it! Laura would give me luxurious spa treatments, buy me gourmet doggy food, let me sleep on her comfy bed, and gave me full-furniture privileges. She even calls me "Angelboy."
Gee always laughs at me, doesn't let me jump on the sofas (or bed!), and calls me "Taco Bell." "Taco Bell" has evolved to "Taco Smells" which has most recently transformed into "Stinker."
So, let's see... "Angelboy" vs. "Stinker."
So far, Laura is winning the Real Mommy Contest.
I thought that Laura and Gee would have to duke out a custody battle in front of Judge Judy, but Gee doesn't seem to care if Laura claims the Real Mommy title.
When no one is around, daddy Jeff just tells me that my real mommy is another shihtzu/lhasa canine who gave birth to me and breast fed me when I was a puppy.
I'm so confused!

A little about me

For those of you who don't know me well, I'm not exactly the valedictorian-nerdy type. I'm more of a day dreamer who gets easily distracted. For example, in the picture above I was chewing my bone, then something caught my attention so I dropped my bone on grandma's feet and walked away.
I don't really remember why I left.
I don't remember what I saw.
I didn't even remember that I had a bone until I saw this picture...

Another thing that you might notice about me is that I bear a striking resemblance to my step-papa Goroza. So, if you want to know what he will look like when his hair turns white, just take a good look at me.