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6/17/13 Spam

I like Spam when Mom fries it up and serves it with rice and pineapple, like she used to eat it when she was stationed on Oahu when she was in the Navy.

I mention Spam because a nice person sent me a Comment written in German, and it ended up in my Spam folder, and while I was trying to move and translate it, I accidentally deleted it.  I’m very, very sorry.  My paws are bigger than your fingers and sometimes, I am clumsy.

I read all my comments and I appreciate everyone who takes the time to write.  I love when you send me your stories.  I am always humbled and grateful to any and everyone who reads my blog.  I try to get back to everyone ASAP – As Soon As Puppy.

So thank you so much to everyone who’s taken the time to write to me!  And if I accidentally deleted your comment, again, I really apologize.  Woof!

Love,

Maggie

6/8/13 I Do Not Have Dog Breath – and other thoughts

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I do not have dog breath.  I know this because I snuck into the laundry room and got out the box of Carpet Fresh that Mom uses on the living room rug, brought it out into the backyard when no one was looking, and sprinkled it all over the grass.  I’m feeling mighty fresh, myself.

Jamie caught me shaking out the box (Mom was in the shower; I’m determined to never let her bathe again) and ran after me with the hose once he took the box away from me.  I hadn’t eaten much, and Mom said it was mostly Baking Soda anyways.  So I got a nice shower out of the deal, too.  My people keep sniffing the air as I walk by.

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Pitbull.  Mom cannot get enough of him, Skrillex or Will.i.am.  Fortunately, I have gotten over my fear of music, because she is playing it constantly!  Suddenly, she starts dancing around, and I like to join in on my hind legs.  I think I make a good partner.  Even though I’m not supposed to jump, Mom laughs and dances with me, but I usually give up first.  Mom tells Dad that if Pitbull, Bruce Willis, or The Rock shows up the house, she’s out the door.  I don’t know who those people are, but I’ve been keeping an eye on the front window, just in case anybody comes over.  I like to give everybody a good welcome.

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Bad things happen to my tummy when I steal Brussels Sprouts out of the garbage.  Bad, bad, things.

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If you’ve left me a comment or feedback, and I haven’t gotten back to you, I’m sorry, I’m still very new to this site and I’m learning.  I don’t mean to be aloof or unfriendly.  Give me some time and I’ll get back to you, just have to figure things out.  And I have to finish my nap and chew up this Rawhide.  Thanks so much for reading and taking the time to comment! 

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I’m adorable!  And I love my blanket!  It’s the best blanket in the world.  Someone please come give me a belly rub – I’m about due for one.  Woof!