Outside 2 times this morning!

Last night Mom and Dad went out and didn't come home until very late. I was very sad and didn't even eat my dinner until I heard the key turn in the kitchen door! Then I ran to my bowl and munched. Sadly, there was no play time, only a walk and right on up to bed.
  This morning however, Mom must have felt bad. She let Bastille and I play outside twice this morning! It was a lot of fun as I bounced all over Bastille!

I can't wait until I am bigger and can bounce all over Mecki! We were playing outside and Mom called us over. I wasn't going to stop playing until I saw she had the snack bag! Mecki and I ran over and we got treats! I tried to jump up and eat Mecki's treats but Mom said "NO"  and pushed me back down. Here are some videos of me attacking Mecki.

Acrobatics

I've been practicing my acrobatics outside! Mom let me and Mecki outside to play, but Mecki got tired of me jumping on him and biting him so he went inside. That left me alone to play. I grabbed Dad's sneakers and ran around and did a summersault!

I've also been practicing my sneak attacks. I wait until Mom is busy and then lunge and chomp on her! It makes her jump!
 Usually in the morning, I whine when Mom goes outside with Bastille. This morning, Mom let me outside too. But Bastille is always trying to jump on me or bite me, so I ran to the kitchen door and she let me back inside.

Learning how mean Mom is

Well, I must say that Mecki was entirely right when he warned me about Mom being mean. I have been so sweet and snuggly yet she insists on a) calling me a vampire piranha and b) hauling me out of my warm and comfy crate at midnight and at 5AM, taking me outside into the dark and buggy backyard and forcing me to "go potty". Mecki told me that his friend Grace had gone to an aquarium and took a picture of a piranha , saying that she saw Bastille. That is rude enough, but then I saw what Mom had done to the piranha photo! Look at these two photos and you will see Mom's rudeness!

Here I am in all my adorableness! And see how mean Mom is-she's holding my head so I can't move and "ruin" the photo. She didn't even let me show my good side! 

Now here is the photo Grace took of the piranha-and look what Mom did! She changed it into a mean drawing of me! I tried to get Mecki to agree with me about Mom's meanness, but he is still mad at me for using him as a) a trampoline: I ran over, jumped on his back and then jumped off and b) riding him like a horse: I ran over and jumped on his back and just lay there until he looked over his shoulder in shock and ran off, which made me fall off.

Having a little brother is just too exhausting. And yesterday, he tromped all over my water bowl and spilled water all over the kitchen floor, plus he also had an accident-which is quite rude as I like to lie on the kitchen floor! And he gets waaaaaaaaaay too much attention! He gets to go outside several times at night! No one lets me out of my crate!

Teaching Bastille the important stuff

Yesterday I decided to be a good big brother and teach Bastille something important. He doesn't know about the joys of chomping on a well weathered (some would call it vintage) sneaker. Dad's sneakers have been outside since last summer, so they have had time to gain even more stinkiness! So yesterday, I ran over to Bastille with a sneaker and played with him.

Mecki introduced me to Dad's stinky sneakers yesterday and it was awesome! We ran around chomping on the sneaker! I tried to get it away from Mecki but he is bigger and stronger than me. It was a lot of fun. Then I heard a noise and saw Mom was in the backyard too! So I ran over to say hello!

Yesterday was a fun day, first  of all Mom gave me a treat from my Aunt Mary! It was a tasty chew stick (and Bastille didn't get one!). Bastille is very cheeky. He won't let me play with his crocodile, but he steals all my toys and jumps all over me! Mom let us play outside yesterday but she was mean and didn't tell us that the sprinkler was on by the grapes. We were running and jumping all over the place when all of a sudden we got wet! Bastille doesn't like the water either. Mom took a lot of movies of us playing. I'm trying to teach Bastille his place, but he just pops back up whenever I bowl him over or lie on him. He has not figured out that I am the Alpha dog!
   Today I am 12 weeks old! I think that I am getting bigger and should be allowed to roam free. Apparently Mom and Dad do not agree and Friday morning, Dad made the walls of my pen much higher! Now I can't even see out! People could be having fun in the kitchen and I would not know! Now I have to bounce up and down in an attempt to see out! Mom let me play outside with Mecki yesterday and it was so much fun (even if I did run into the fire pit and bounce off it!). I have a new routine with Dad now. When we are on the couch, I do laps. I run from Mom, over to Dad and then climb up Dad to his head, check to see if he is eating anything that he might want to share, give him a kiss, run back down Dad and over to Mom, repeat endlessly! Mostly I am just trying to keep an eye on Mecki! Mom took some videos of us playing so you can see how much fun we had.

 Mecki has a lot more toys than me! I try to steal them when I can.

The Great Escape!

Before I tell you about the Great Escape, I should mention that today was a most excellent day! I got mail! A postcard from my bff Rigby! He said he is a having a great vacation and having a lot of fun swimming (which I don't understand-water is NOT fun! unless it is snow or ice cubes, then it is awesome!).
   Now for what  happened yesterday. I was hanging out in the living room, taking a nap away from the noisy pup, Bastille. Dad came home so I ran to see him and we went out for a quick lunch time walk. He also said hello to Bastille, which was probably unnecessary as I am far cuter and less painful to play with. Then Dad left. I wandered back to the living room (grown-up territory-no PUPS allowed!). I was snoozing when all off a sudden I heard a thump, and then the pitter patter of tiny feet. I went into the kitchen to investigate and found Bastille running around! I tried to keep him herded into the kitchen but he was very persistant and invaded the living room. He was also very naughty and left several "presents" in the kitchen and living room for Mom to clean up. We spent some time playing until Mom came home to the suprise of our unscheduled and unsupervised playdate. The worst of all was that the rude little pup peed on my cushion that is under the kitchen table. I  don't think I want that cushion anymore!
   Mecki didn't mention it, but my name was on the postcard too! It is no fun being stuck in my pen, especially when Mecki doesn't hang out near me. So all day  yesterday, I waited for a chance to escape. Mom knows that I can jump out of my pen and so has attached two gates to keep me in. However, Mecki distracted Dad when he came home and when Dad left, there was a small gap in the gates. As soon as the front door closed, I jumped out of my crate and ran around the kitchen. I left Mom 2 suprises on the kitchen floor and then I ran and peed on Mecki's cushion-It's MY cushion now! Then I ran into the living room to play with Mecki. I also left  a couple of surprises in there too.After a couple of hours, Mecki heard Mom and ran into the kitchen to see her, I ran after cause I wanted to see Mom's reaction! She was surprised and not very amused at all. Mecki is right, Mom has NO sense of humor!

 Also, here is a video showing what will happen to you if you pee in your crate and Mom doesn't find out until too late! You will get a bath! And you also start getting dragged out of your crate in the wee hours to go outside in the dark! Neither  are  fun! Mecki is right, I don't know why Rigby likes to be in the water so much!
 

A tale of two pups-one mean and one sweet

Well, it has been a grueling couple of weeks with Bastille. I try to play with him but he is all teeth and mouth and frankly it is a little scary! I try to keep him under control by herding him around and by grabbing his little legs (which look just like tasty antlers) and dragging him around. But he is sneaky and little and runs underneath me! Plus he won't share his crocodile toy! I let him chew on all my toys! And then, when we were lying on the couch, he bit me in the ear! I yelped, cause a) it was uncalled for! and b) puppies have VERY sharp teeth! So I jumped off the couch and barked at him. But then, with total disrespect, Bastille stood at the end of the couch and barked back at me! And snapped at me! I wandered off in search of safer, less painful play and to hunt for my antler which I can't find anywhere! I think Bastille took it.

I have been very depressed lately as AT and Julien are gone. Plus Bastille is getting all the treats and attention and all he does is make a mess everywhere! I don't even want to go upstairs into my crate at night anymore. Mom carries up Bastille (but I have to walk!) and I refuse to come. I wait for Dad to come home and then hang out with him -alone-like the good old  days! Sadly Dad forgets to walk me right before bed so when he puts me in my crate I have to whine until Mom gets up and takes me back downstairs and out for a walk. But I eat my treat first, in case she wants to give me another one when I get back in the crate! Plus Bastille wakes me up really early.

So, it has been a fun couple of weeks for me! I played two really good tricks on Mom. 
1. I dragged my metal leash (Mom and Dad are no dummies in that respect, even a piranha like me can't chew through metal) into my pen and pulled out all the plastic bags from the bag dispenser attached to it. I tossed them around the pen to decorate (they have a herringbone pattern which breaks up the wood and newspaper motif which Mom and Dad apparently decorate with). Mom was not amused.
2. For a couple of days, whenever Mom came into the kitchen, she would find fluff in my pen. She wondered where it was coming from, was Mecki bringing it to me? Well, in front of my pen is a fence held in place by a chair (cause I can totally jump out of the pen). On the chair is a cushion, which looks fine from above, but pick it up and look underneath and there is a BIG hole that I chewed and pulled out the fluff. How was I to know it was not a big chew toy!

Monday, we went for a ride to the library and I got to meet a bunch of people. They all thought I was very cute and gentle and sweet (which shows what a good actor I am!). Then Mom took me to the vet where they poked and prodded me and gave me 2 shots. The Dr. said it might make me a bit lethargic, but no such luck! I now weigh 7 3/4 lbs. Mom said I am a very good eater, but she also said piranhas are like that.

After toying with Mom for a couple of days, I decided to have pity on her and learn how to do half my bathroom stuff outside. But only cause she gives me tasty treats. Plus I am learning how to sit cause that also gets me treats. What does not get me treats? 
1. Biting Mom, Dad or Mecki
2. Barking and snapping at Mecki
3. Barking at Mom when she comes into the kitchen and doesn't immediately take me out and hug me
4. Barking angrily when my food is not delivered fast enough.