Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Ippuni, which means "cute" in Korean (and I guess he is cute if you like that sort of . . . dog), thinks he is a policeman. He enforces the "no running" rule in our house. If our two-legged siblings run, or even walk too fast, whoa! He nips at their feet. If anyone comes in the house, he barks non-stop and growls until they run in fear. He's mean as dog-doody. But, we decided long ago that we're not afraid of him. Well, not too much anyway.
Remy's favorite game is "Whack-a-Maltese." He waits until Ippuni's back is turned and then he runs up from behind and bites Ippuni's tail. Then the fun is on! Ippuni whirls around and runs growling at Remy, trying to bite his feet! Remy does some high stepping, let me tell you! Finally, Ippuni walks away only to have Remy strike again! I just stand by and bark loudly just to lend Remy some support. Mom or Dad usually stops the game saying we're being mean to Ippuni. Yeah, right. He's mean as dog-doody.
Since Ippuni is a part of our family, I do have to say that he does have his sweet moments. He likes to lick my face when I'm sleeping, although I often think it's not being sweet but instead trying to show that he's the boss and can do as he pleases. He also likes to curl up next to Remy while he's sleeping. I not so sure he's being sweet then either because Remy gets a funny look on his face and I can tell he's terrified to move for fear of being bitten! Remy s-l-o-w-l-y moves and finds another place to sleep. I think I see Ippuni smile.
Of course, little Ippuni is a suck-up to Mom and Dad. He especially protects Mom. In fact, sometimes he will enforce an imaginary force-field around Mom and if we try to get close, he attacks. Or, he guards the door of the room Mom is in. It's really annoying. Mom has to tell him to stop.
Ippuni has a thing about Aubree's hamster, Teddy. He wants to eat him. Okay, so do we. But we're better at hiding it. Here's Ippuni watching Teddy. He's probably trying to police him and make him stop running on his wheel!
That's the scoop on Ippuni. He's unique. He's small. He's cute. Did we mention he's mean as dog-doody?
Monday, November 26, 2007
We sneaked on Mom and Dad's bed!!
Mom had just brushed us so I don't see what the big deal was! She said she wasn't too happy about it but she also couldn't resist how cute we were and how our tails wagged when we saw her! I whispered to Luc, "Just act like we didn't do anything--don't give
her that sad face you do so well." He did okay--he just did his goofy face. Oh yeah, that's his normal look. heh-heh.
Guess who was being all good and sleeping on the floor?? Yep, the little white fluff-ball. I think he's the one who told on us.
We'll get you old man . . . .
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Then I found our Santa hats! Gosh, I'm good-looking.
Okay, I guess Remy doesn't look so bad himself.
Well, we're off to help finish up the decorations!! I'm going to go look for that yummy looking stuffed Santa Bear I remember from last year. The gate's not up yet . . .
Thursday, November 22, 2007
This is us arguing over the best spot on the couch--the one where you can lay your head on the side and still look out the window and see the squirrels.
We were both so full that I couldn't even argue too much. I just let Luc have the spot. Whatever.
Darn! He heard me coming! See how he has it down now? Usually his tail is just a-wavin' right in my face.
Oh well, I'm too full to play "Whack-a-Maltese" tonight anyway. We'll save that for another day.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
We decided driving looked pretty easy so we went into the garage and jumped in Mom's car to take it for a spin. Mini Melts, here we come!!
Luc thought we should check to make sure we had enough gas. I was just ready to go! I was also ready to rock out to some tunes--with any luck they would be playing that barking Jingle Bells song! Luc was trying to figure out how to open the sun roof.
Okay, let's go!
Umm, we didn't get out of the garage before we heard Mom coming . . . oh, dog doody!
We got scolded.
I'm guessing that ended our driving careers. I don't know though, if Luc hadn't been so busy checking the gas, working the sun roof, la-dee-da . . . maybe we would have made it to Mini Melts.
Well, Patick gets home tonight and we still have to celebrate his birthday. Maybe some ice cream will drop on the floor. We can only hope.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Hey! It's me, Remy. I was just having a nice, relaxing Sunday doing some light reading about the Industrial Revolution. No, really I was helping Tyler with a school project. I do look good in glasses though, don't I?
And, while I was helping Tyler, look what Luc was doing. Yep, he got in the trash again! See his "uh oh, I'm in trouble" face? He has a thing about ripping up papers. I call him "the shredder." He hates that.
We really have had a pretty laid back day. We helped Dad clean leaves out of the pool . . . I tried to push Luc in again like I did last year when the water got cold but I think he was on to me. Last year we were racing around the yard like we always do and right when we rounded the corner of the pool--whomp! I did a little hip shove and he landed right in the pool! Dude, it was funny! He was so surprised he swam to the side and hung on for dear life--I guess he forgot about the STEPS, duh. Dad had to pull him out.
Anyway, after we helped Dad today I was pretty tired and thirsty so I went over to the fridge and got some ice.
I love ice! Mom usually puts the lock button on so I can't work the levers because I've been known to make a big ice and water mess on the floor. She gives me ice alot though, so I can't complain!
Today is my oldest two-legged brother's birthday--he's 19! We'll celebrate in a day or two 'cause he's at GSU right now--go Eagles!
I hope all you other dogs are having a relaxing Sunday with your families.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
We also have a little fur-brother, Ippuni. He’s thirteen years old and he’s a little white fluff-ball called a Maltese (whatever that is). He’s mean as dog doody. He thinks he’s the police. We’ll talk more about him as time goes on. Suffice it to say he’s bad to the bone.
Our family is the best! Mom is so sweet and loving—she’s always kissing on us and treating us like babies. I tolerate all that huggy stuff. Remy sucks up big time—sloppy wet kisses all over the place. (Little does Mom know, he eats Ippuni’s dog doody—now please tell me how a poodle could do such a thing! I mean I can see a Maltese or some other dog doing that—but a poodle! Mon dieu!) Our dad is so cool—knows where to rub in just the right spots. Then there are our two-legged siblings: Patrick who is in college so we don’t see him as much, but love him to death; Tyler who is in high school and brings lots of cool friends over to play with us; and Aubree who is eleven-years-old and loves to run around the house playing chase. They’re all awesome!
Okay, Mom says it’s time to wrap it up. She just wanted me to introduce us today. The real fun starts tomorrow! Toodles!