Mom got me a great new toy. It looks like this: Mom must really like our play time together because we play with my new toy every single day. Most puppies probably don’t realize what an awesome toy this is, but I caught on to it right away. When Mom moves it around it puffs out little clouds and I like to bite them. I am a master cloud biter. We sure know how to have fun around here, don’t we?

Mom had to figure out a way for me to pick the winner of the CSN Store giveaway. I guess she’s not as smart as she’d like to believe because it took her a while. Turns out that things didn’t go exactly as planned…..

I know you’re waiting to find out who won the CSV giveaway, but you’re going to have to wait just a little longer. Mom is going to have ME pick the winner, but she needs Dad’s help as the camera man so you can watch me choose. Dad’s on a golf trip until Sunday night, so stay tuned. PS- Can you imagine? He’s around all that grass and didn’t take me. Hmmph!

I’m really excited about this drawing! I’m going to do the drawing myself, just so Mom doesn’t cheat (we all know she cheats!)  As a reminder, here are the rules: You’ll receive one entry for each of the following: 1. Leave a comment here on my blog telling me you want to win! Be sure to leave me your email address. Don’t worry, it won’t show up to other readers. 2. Join my very own facebook page and leave me a comment there. Be sure to mention that it’s for the CSN store giveaway. 3. Join the Mutual Admiration Society and write something nice about one of your family members, furkids or friends (be sure to invite them to the page to read it!) This gives you up to three entries to win. I’ll draw the winner at 5pm PST on Friday, June 11 2010. Good luck! ....PS- I will only be sharing the winner’s email address with the CSN folks and I won’t be bothering you with SPAM (my mom hates that stuff, but I hear my grandpa likes it fried..), so you don’t have to worry about giving me your email address. I promise, it’s safe with me.

I’ve been having lots of reverse sneezing since Mom and Dad came home, especially when I get excited. It scares me a little because I’m not sure what is going on. Mom tries to help me, but I don’t like it when she touches my nose. Reverse sneezing is not very fun! My friend Preston’s mommy wrote an article about reverse sneezing on his blog and it’s been very helpful, so I thought I’d pass it along in case someone else has this problem and doesn’t know what to do. Preston even has a video on his post showing what reverse sneezing looks like, and how his mommy helps him feel better. Thank you Preston!

Dear mom and dad, I’m so glad I found someone with thumbs to tell you how I am! Since izzy the dane’s mom Ronni was working and became my best bud I decided she was suitable to inform you of my stay so far. Yesterday she came in in the afternoon and we kissed of course and then I helped her with a.. Er.. Problem she had. She had a flower growing from her head. Now as you and I know that is NOT where flowers belong, they should be on the ground. But don’t worry, I the ever helpful Einstein promptly removed it for her! I also me a pug named Mia and I think I like her! Too bad she’s got a boyfriend rooming with her or I’d make her fall for me! I didn’t really like the shepards in my group walk.. They didn’t realize I was very busy keeping the peace among dogs and kept poking me with their noses. Needless to say I got a little grumpy and vocal. Today we had a HUGE day camp. They decided to open a few combining rooms and let us all run! I again did not like the shepards up in my business.. And Ronni wore a ribbon in her hair today. Doesn’t she know those are on presents to UNWRAP!?! Again, I fixed her hair and I employed her to be MY person for the day. I went where she went, had her pick me up and pet me and scratch my butt. Of course I paid her in kisses so don’t worry, she got her fill =) She acted like all my hair on her wasn’t the best gift ever but I know she loved it! I am having a great time but of course I can’t wait to see you again! I’m slightly famous here cause the people who haven’t seen me web site are being told about it so they all can be informed employees of me. Well, Ronni has to get back to her home life so I guess ill let her take a vacation from my employment. Wags and kisses, Einstein.

Mom is leaving soon to go visit my grandma and she won’t leave me alone! I think my mom needs a new hobby that doesn’t involve me. She’s already getting all sappy and smothery, saying how much she’s going to miss me. Geez Mom, take a chill pill- it’s only a week! You’ve lived without me for almost 50 years, I think you can live without me for a week.  Uncle Michael is going to be here soon, to fly out with the ‘rents and I can’t wait to give him a big ol’ kiss on the lips. He tells me “No lip kissing, Einstein”, but I know he likes it. I kiss him on the lips more than anyone else. By the way, he’s single and my mom has been trying to give him away for years. Any takers? Oh! I almost forgot! I’m hosting a giveaway next week for a $40.00 gift certificate to any of the CSN stores. Stay tuned for the rules! I gotta go- Mom has that look in her eye again. Someone go get her a stuffed animal! She’s driving me nutz!

Mom is still off her foot. She told me that the surgery was more extensive than the foot surgeon originally thought, so she’s not healing as quickly as *I* would like. I miss going to the puppy park, darnit! It’s been raining a lot here in the rainy state of Washington- so I’ll cut her some slack because I don’t like playing in the rain. Mom can’t even drive, so car rides are out too. Thank goodness Dad takes me for an hour run every morning, or I’d be one big ol’ crabby puggle. I don’t know what Mom’s deal is, but she gets a little crazy when I lay on the same pillow as her foot. Hey, as far as I can tell- there is room for both of us, but Mom doesn’t see it that way. Eventually, I end up taking up the whole pillow and Mom’s foot is off to the side- but that’s her idea, not mine. I’m more than willing to cuddle with her foot. Dad’s been on a business trip for the last couple of days and comes home tonight! I really miss Dad when he’s gone because he lets me play rough with him. He also lets me get away with WAY more stuff than Mom does. Mom’s a real buzz kill sometimes. She acts like it’s her job or something. The sun is starting to peek through the clouds, so I’d better get off this computer and start whining by the door.

Apparently Mom and Dad’s DVR is empty, so Dad’s been in the living room watching his ‘guy’ shows while Mom is watching her ‘girl’ shows. Dad calls Mom’s shows trashy, but Mom says that Dad just doesn’t appreciate the entertainment factor of reality shows. Anywoof…. when Dad is in the living room, I’m allowed to wander around wherever I want to go as long as the upstairs bedroom doors are shut. For some reason, Mom gets upset when I play with her sock monkey slippers or any of her shoes for that matter- so they shut the door to the bedroom. Dad forgot the ‘shut the bedroom’ rules and so I took advantage of that as soon as the coast was clear. I decided to check out the bath tub before playing with Mom’s shoes and ended up getting stuck in the tub. Mom’s bath tub has stairs that go up to the tub, but no stairs going out of the tub and I didn’t really think about that before getting in the tub. I don’t know how long I was in the tub, but it seemed like weeks. I suppose if you factor in ‘dog years’, it probably was weeks. Finally, I heard Mom ask Dad where I was (she probably felt like playing fetch and I wasn’t there to play with her) and so I knew I was going to be rescued soon. Mom and Dad found me in Mom’s tub and they laughed at me! How RUDE! They asked me to get out of the tub and I couldn’t no matter how hard I tried, so they laughed some more. Finally, Mom picked me up out of the tub and I ran downstairs without any bribes of chicken strips. Here’s a tip- if you ever want me to do something, just offer me cheese or a chicken strip. I’ll be a little circus monkey for cheese or chicken strips. I think I’ve learned my lesson about chillaxin’ in the tub and I’m so glad that Mom misses me when I’m not around to play with her.

Mom just called me “Sir Shed-a-Lot”. I’m part pug, what does she expect? Mom is getting every single puppy hair out of the house, it seems, so the house is as close to sterile as possible before she has surgery tomorrow on her foot. Mom was told to be super careful with her foot because they’re operating on bone and if it gets infected, she’d be one unhappy camper. Nobody wants to be around Mom when she’s an unhappy camper. Trust me. I’m going to do my best to not shed for a while. Yeah, like THAT’s gonna happen.  Mom is pulling out all of the cushions on all of the couches and chairs and vacuuming EVERYTHING. She’s letting the robot vacuum (she named it “Little Buddy”) run around the house, after she’s vacuumed with the REAL vacuum. I think Mom is a little OCD, but so am I so who am I to judge? Mom told me she’s found enough hair to create a new puppy, but I’m pretty sure she’s exaggerating. She tends to do that, you know. But if she’s not exaggerating, I hope that the new puppy is fun to play with. He’ll certainly be rockin’ the awesome hair.