True Story

So, when the weather is nice Mamma puts my harness on me and rolls the window down so I can hang out the car window all cute like. People smile and point at me all the time, I swear I'm a little bit famous in Hamden. Sometimes at red lights people ask My Ma stuff bout me or just tell her I am super duper cute. One time on Whitney Ave, there was a conversation that went like this:

*red light*

Other Lady: "Oh hey Big Poppa, look at you, you're so cute. You just made my day"

Mamma: "Oh, she loves to hear that"

Other Lady: "What, Big Poppa?"
Mamma: "Oh, that she made your day"

I love it when you call me Big Poppa!

My Favourite Time of Day

Nappy Nap time. Especially Mornin Naptime.
When I first came home, my Mamma had to sit with me, and I would usually sleep on her lap. I think I used to do that cuz I was afraid she'd go somewhere when I wasn't looking. She would call me a perpetual toddler, and I would snore my heart out. But now that I know Mamma isn't gonna leave me, and if she does she will definetly come back, most likely with yummy goodness treats. So now it is easy for me to take my nappy nap anywheres.

  My favourite place as of late is the garden because it has been nice and sunny out. I loves to just lay where I'm not supposed to be and sun myself. When I awaken, I feel rejuvenated, and like I deserve a treat.
 Other times, I go jump up on Ma's bed right after breakfast. Well after breakfast and pee. As you can see in my face of annoyance, I hate my photograph taken, just like Chino did. And, not for nothin, but who actually enjoys having their picture taken while they're sleeping?
   Sometimes we go for a walk right after breakfast, and that is hella fun! But then sometimes we come back from our walk and then we go someplace else, and I'm like "Maaaaaaaaaaa. Can't I has a nap first? Or at least a yummy goodness treat?"

   Sometimes we go to my Nonna's house, and when her stupid poodle dog isn't bothering the hell out of me, I just crash. I can't help it sometimes. I drool, and snore my ass off until I hear the word "treat". That word wakes me up everytime. At that point I am forced to recite the word "REDRUM" over and over again. My Ma laughs and My Nonna goes all "Well, Bless your heart" and then I am rewarded with treats, as I should be.
   Right now I am really pissing Mamma off cuz I am practicing "Redrum" without being prompted so I'm gonna go on a long walk to "tire myself out".
Peace out.

Spring!

It's totally here, I don't care what that fat, lazy groundhog says. He is a lying creature. I know it is technically two more weeks away but this is why I know it's spring already: 1. Ma let me out in the yard to pee yesterday and then went back to her book and waited for me to announce myself when I was done. All of a sudden she comes runnin outside checking on me cuz it was a half an hour later and I was just chillin! 2. We went on a hike to the mushroom spot  (<-- Ma's secret agent headquarters that nobody knows about) today and there were like a bagillion people there! That's how come I know that groundhog is just a fat lazy animal and just wants to stay in bed for longer.

  I also learned some more new things today on our hike. I learnst that woodpeckers freak me out. I was trotting along smelling everything today, when suddenly I heard this creepy loud sound! I stopped and sat and even shivered a little cuz I didn't know what it was.
  I had hella fun sniffin under all the leaves, and I even walked in water to cross the creek! I found horse poop, which I thought was Awesome! And then on our walk back to the car we passed a farm with like a thousand horses and I just sat and watched them, totally entranced. Their Mom must have been calling them because they all ran together towards the house and it was very beautiful.My favourite was the black one.
  On the way home Ma let me hang out the window like I love to do, and I made at least a handful of people smile and point at me. Prolly more, but that's all my Mamma saw. Now, I am totally pooped. Ma tried to vacuum when we got home, but the moment she walked away I fell asleep on the cord. So close to the vacuum monster, I am so brave! I am currently snoring my ass off, and dreaming of din-din.

Horse poop=Awesome. Woodpeckers=Boogie Monsters.

Snow is... awesome?!?

We had a snow blizzard on LOST night, which is when Mamma and I go stay at my boyfriend's house. Mamma and Auntie watch LOST and go "Oh No!" and "Die Kate Die!" a lot, and I sneak up on the couch every time Auntie leaves the room. Otherwise I snore and pass gas on my fuzzy red blanket. My boyfriend dog, his name is Mach, loooves the snow.
(<--- See how he behaves) He does face plants in it on purpose, and makes snow angels in it, and catches snowballs like an animal. I like it for little amounts at a time, especially with him, and mostly when I can eat the snow. Ma builds snow ball totem polls so I can lick at the yummylisciousness of the snow, Mach usually just knocks them down with his bigness. He is my best friend to play with because I like to herd the dogs (What is that, the Irish setter?) and he totally takes my shit. I jump around and run circles and bunny hop and act like a fool at him. Don't let his cool disinterest fool you, he is smitten by my booty, I mean beauty. He always lets me have the bone or ball (eventually), but he never lets me win at tug.

Say Something!

I learnst a new trick. I verbalize myself when Mamma says "speak". It ranges from a roo-roo-roo, to a woo-woo, to a whisper bark, to a moarple proop schnarff, to a full fledged Raaaawwwr! Whatever I have to say is freaking awesome, and it makes me wiggle my butt and nub so fast I almost take off like a helicopter. Here, let me show it to you:




Yes, it is a little hard to make out my beautiful facial features, but I am black. Wait till you see the video of me in the snow! pffft

My name is Lucca. I live on the second floor.

Welp, My good friends Molly and Packer's Mamma reminded me that I promised to show off my new Rockstar collar. My Ma wanted to get me a new one for Christmas but never did, so I got a pretty pink one for Martin Luther King day, because I am black. When we walk at night nobody can ever see us cuz my Mom and me are so black, so now I got some colour on my collar. Now Mamma is no longer afraid that we will get hit by a car when we walk on the sidewalk at night. Pffft. My Grampa says I look like a f@g but that makes no sense because I am a girl and f@g means cigarette, and that is okay because he Hates when I call him Grampa so now I will do it all the time until he tells me I have a pretty collar. K Gramps?

I also want to tell you about an awesome toy that I have and I love (finally!). It took me a while to check it out but now I loves it. It is called an  Everlasting Treat Ball (<--- that's a link, btw) and you can go click that link to buy your doggie one. I have size large and here is me enjoying the shit out of it. Sometimes I cheat and manipulate the treat out of the ball, but today I'm just going to enjoy the yummy goodness flavour.

Welp, my heater is broken today and it about zero out. There is no temperature outside. It is like colder than a brass titty in a glass house in here and I really do not like the cold. It makes me shiver a lot and my Mamma feels real bad because it is Morning Naptime and I am ready to take a nappy nap but too cold, so my Mamma covered me with about a hundred thousand grand blankets, and now I am better. I feel like a cream puff. 

sweet dreams...

Basket O' Rad

Well it has taken me a while to update my blog because I have been so busy playing lately. I have been playing with new toys all the live long day and I just haven't had time for anything else, on account of all these new toys. Between play time and nap time and play time and din-din time and play time, I'm pooped. My first Christmas was super fun. I got a big basket of radness all to myself. The first thing I did was find the yummy goodness treats, they were all the way on the bottom but I'm no dummy, I smelt them. My favourite toy so far is my Hide-A-Squirrel (that's a link, btw) which has squirrels and sometimes cookies in it for me to find and devour.
Then we went to my Aunties house and I got a GINORMOUS bag of more First Christmas goodies. I got a "busy bone" that is supposed to keep me busy for hours, so Ma timed me. "How Long?" you ask. 8 minutes. I am like Jaws and that bone is like swimming people. I eat it all up! I didn't even leave any crumbs.
 My favourite thing to do as of late, is empty all the new toys out of my new basket, and sit on them. This was the best First Christmas ever!

 Well, Mamma keeps putting all my toys back in the toybox which I do not like, so I am going to empty it now. Happy Oh-Ten!