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May I just say that this is the way to have 'dog show fun'! Mom goes to the show and I get to stay home with my Papa.
Every silver lining has it's little cloud – the Squirt is staying too! Clarice and Simon are going to keep Mom company.
Mom says she should have called Nico - “Chewbacca” from Star Wars...not sure who Chewbacca is or what Star Wars is...but Nico is sure becoming a cutey. How do those words keep sliping out of my mouth! He is a puppy! All puppies are cute! You are not – hear me – NOT to tell him I called him cute. His head is big enough as it is!
No problem Gigi, my lips are sealed. Perhaps you are growing a bit fond of Nico?
No way! Not now! Not ever! Now who is chasing rabbits!
Where was I....so Clarice is going to start working on her Grand Champion and Simon still needs lots of practice. That boy has such a thick head! Even I know what 'stand' means especially in the ring! It's his last show for awhile. Mom says he needs some agility and some growing up time. I just don't understand it. I was born 'grown-up'! Mom says boys are different than girls. They take forever to mature!
Since I got my haircut...when I get to go to a dog show...it is just to watch and maybe taunt the Squirt. He thinks he knows it all. It is my job to keep him in his place. Plus, I need to keep my eyes on Papa. He gets to walk him around the ring with the Squirt...that is it! Mom can take over from there! Mom says I can come to shows too because she would really miss me. She says we have a special bond. She thinks I am a very old soul and was destined to come to her. Mom can get really weird sometimes!
I am so enjoying my new look! Unfortunately, it doesn't keep me from getting a bath but it is a breeze now...get wet, get dried, get my little ponytail – I'm cooked! Mom says she likes that too. I feel young again! Haircut or maybe the fact that my stomach is always full lately! I think Nico likes my new look too. Not that it matters if he does or not!
Hey little girl, want to see a picture of Chewbacca?
OH NO! Are you crazy! That dude has fangs! I bet he smells too! He doesn't hold a candle to our Nico...I mean our Squirt! I mean YOUR Squirt.
This is my life. My name is Gigi.
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( 3 / 96 )Gigi is sleeping so Mom and I thought we would do her blog today!
Gigi gets a haircut and she turns all 'drama queen' on us. Hey, I had my teeth pulled! You don't see me whining It's all in how you look at things, isn't it!
I had to go visit Dr. Dan. See you have these things called baby teeth. They are suppose to fall out on their own...but sometimes that doesn't happen! Dr. Dan had to give me some stuff so I would sleep...one minute I am kissing someone's face...the next minute, I wake up and my whole mouth is numb. When I went for a drink of water....it dripped all over my chin! Mom says I do that all the time anyway!
Yea but now I was missing about 4 teeth! That feels weird. On the positive side, I got to play with Diane while I was there...she is a nice lady that works at the vets. She didn't mind me licking her...except I don't think I can feel my tongue either! No sense in licking if you can't enjoy it!
Mom says that I am officially a young man now. So I should stop chewing on Simon's ear for starter!
Got to run...Gigi is coming!
Nico signing out!
“Morning Gigi”
“And morning to you...who says you could write in my blog again?”
“Mom, because you were sleeping late”
"Well, I'm up so beat feet!"
I could be angry at Mom except for the fact that yesterday on our trip to Cedar she let me sit in my dog bed in the front seat! It was pretty comfy...until we went through some mountain pass. It was windy, winding and bumpy. I'm afraid I lost my breakfast!
Food – which seems to always come into the conversation with me...has taken on a new taste bud sensation! I love my new food. Mom finally got it right! Some great meat stuff mixed with a great topping...yummy!
“Gigi, you threw up in MY bed!!”
“Look Squirt, first off, I didn't do it on purpose and second, who said it was YOUR bed!”
“Frankie and I share that bed all the time...and it is in my pen!”
“Don't have a cow...Mom is going to wash it!”
“Hello guys - remember me! I have things to do...Nico is getting a bath this morning...Gigi, you have anything you want to say or what?”
“Well, not if I'm going to be rushed. I would much prefer to watch you give the Squirt a bath!! After you make my breakfast of course!"
This is my life. My name is Gigi.
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( 3 / 115 )Nico here! Gigi is still sleeping so Mom said I could write a little about the dog show.
First, Gigi just needs to relax a bit. Dog shows are fun! I guess it helps that I had my buddy Simon with me. He was filling me in on what was going on. Glad I didn't have to ride around with Gigi. She is very bossy!
I have never seen so many different kinds of dogs. They don't look to big from the table top but when you are walking next to one of them that is a whole different story. I was walking with Papa...minding my own business when a BIG brown dog ran up to me. Papa said it was a boxer. I sat down to protect my 'jewels' (that's what Mom calls them)...and waited to see exactly what he wanted. I was really happy he didn't want to box. I am so not a fighter! He did sniff me...he said I smelled like a girl and turned away. I guess I need to talk to Mom about the shampoo she is using!
Gigi said it was fine and dandy for Papa to take me in the ring. Although I think she was not truly happy about it. I don't know what her problem is...we can share Papa, can't we!?
Whatever! I didn't have time to analyze her! I was having myself too much fun! We ride in crates to the show. Mom says it keeps our feet clean...besides it's easier to ride then try to keep up with Mom - no one walks as fast as she does!
Papa found us a nice spot to settle in...Mom says you have to claim your little space to work in...who is working?? I thought this was a vacation!
Guess it's no vacation for Mom...I can just sit on the table top and watch everybody. She has to brush us...brush us more...and then brush us again. OK, enough with the brushing...you are blocking my view. Finally she says to Papa that she was going to sit by the ring and watch...just before she went away she told me to go in that ring and just have a really good time! I can do that!
For sure I can have a good time...I am in the ring and all I have to do is run around in a big circle! I was going to do it again but Papa said I had to stand on a table first...why is there a boxer around?
The nice lady, who is a judge, came up to me. I knew as soon as she said, “Hi there little fellow” - she wanted a kiss! So I gave her one. Smack on the lips!! I'm quick!
She liked us enough that we had to go back in the ring two more times!! I got to see other dogs like me...only in different colors. I was so impressed!
When I got back to Mom...she said I was a great little guy and did really well. She was very proud of me. Gigi just stuck her tongue out at me...what's that suppose to mean?
No time to worry about her...I'm getting my picture taken!! So I need to get all fluffed up again. I got my picture taken three times while we were at the dog show. I think I won something all three times too!
The last day of the show, Mom said I was having way too much fun. I did my go around the ring...but I really wanted to play with the dog in front of me...and the one behind me. Just give me a little more freedom to catch up with them...Twirling around Papa's feet was fun too! One last go around - Papa asked me to please just settle down...OK, for Papa!
Mom just told me. I won Winners Dog all three days and Best of Winners two of the days. She said that is how it always should be!! Because I did so good I got to play around with Claire ...Gigi wasn't happy about that! I got to play with one of Claire's friends – Gigi wasn't happy about that either. She sure wasn't happy when I peed in the crate...sorry about that ...I just couldn't help myself! I got so excited while I was out walking that I forgot what I was suppose to do...then when I got in the crate...well, I didn't mean it...boy, Gigi was not happy with me at all!
Dog shows are fun and I want to go to lots more! Mom said there is a very special one coming up it's called a Havanese Specialty ...I can't wait!
I got a bath when we got home...Gigi got a haircut. WOW does she have a cute little figure or what. Mom says I am to leave her butt alone! But Mom, I think Gigi loves me!!
You my little man are still in diapers!! Dream about dog show fun – not girls!!
PINK? REALLY?
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Wednesday, April 25, 2012, 2:24 PM Mark this date and time down in history! I got a haircut!
One minute I am in the garage with Mom. She is trying to trim me...but not getting very far. She said she didn't even know where to start...she thinks maybe she needs some professional help. I am not even going to touch that one!!
Next thing I know I am in the car heading to a dog shop. I can tell it's a shop for dogs as soon as we get inside...lots of food smells...even some fresh baking is going on. She gives me to this lady...they talk about my hair. Apparently, the torture I am about to go through is called – a haircut!!
Then Mom did the worst thing ever....
SHE LEAVES ME THERE!!! A-L-O-N-E! In this shop. Alone!
I don't think she realized that the lady was acting nice but as soon as she left, she - this lady - put me in a cage! No, not a crate! A CAGE!! Like for animals -a cage! She leaves me there for years...NO, I don't feel that is an exaggeration!! There is no cushion, no blanket for me to lay on...I am in a cage!! ME!! Are you kidding me!
There was a pair of stinky dogs under me that kept barking. Even the lady with the giant trimmer didn't like them! She said that she would wash and cut them first so they could go home... she is going to cut them!? Well she sure better start with their tongues!!
I am no fool. Not one little woof, not one little whine is coming out of my mouth. I like my tongue just fine! If I'm good maybe Mom will come back for me. And just where is my Papa!
I watched her wash and take all the hair off the 'pain in the neck' dogs. The torture table had wires hanging from it...with all kinds of things to strip you naked. When it was my turn for the table...I thought I would die – just die!
You know...first my Mom left me and now this stranger with BIG scissors and this loud cutting machine is going to work on me. I am way too little to be 'worked on'!
This lady, who is trying to be nice, is telling me I am so cute...oh sure, butter me up - like a turkey! She just doesn't want me to tell Mom (if she ever comes back for me) that she put me in a cage!
Buzz, buzz! Snip, snip! I am naked! All my hair is on the table. Can we glue it back? This is a big mistake! I need a dress! I need something to cover me up. Papa is never going to love me anymore. Where is my Mom!? I WANT MY MOMMY!!!
Days must have passed when I finally heard my Mom coming. I can tell it's her...she walks with a New York accent! She thinks I am adorable. OK, just take me home! I need to go home! Somebody just hold me!
Gigi
Yes Mommy Dearest
May I give you my side of this story?
You have one?
Yes, I do! First, I thought I could trim you up myself but there was just too much hair and I didn't know where to start. I wanted you to look good, not all chopped up!
And just why did I need a haircut, may I ask?
Because your hair was not looking very healthy. I needed to get all the old stuff off you so the new hair that I knew was under there could start to grow! I was right, by the way! Your hair looks really good now. The groomer I sent you to knows me. I knew she would take good care of you. As far as the 'cage' goes – it is a safe place for you to be while at the groomers.
I waited and waited for what seemed like forever too for the call to say I could come get you. I worried about you the whole time you were gone.
You worried about me? Really? GOOD!!!
Now you are back – you look wonderful. Your Papa will always love you...as will I. How do you feel? Be honest little girl.
Well truth be told...It makes me feel light and airy... especially around the rear-end part of me. I can see my whole body now...pretty neat figure, don't you think? You don't think I look fat, do you? Nico seems to like it...not that what he thinks matters to me...well, maybe just a little. No, not at all! Nope, Nope, Nope!
I think you look fantastic! Truth be told!
I think a new dress would really make my day! Maybe yellow for summer?
This is my life. My name is Gigi.
IF YOU LAUGH, I'LL BITE YOU! YES, I WILL!
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( 3 / 135 )Bite me! Dog show fun - not! I am wore out! The last few days have been filled with driving, hotels, crates, dog shows, walking on dirt (don't get me started on that) and watching everyone just falling all over the Squirt!
I rode in a crate to the dog show. I rode in a CRATE to the dog show! What is that all about? I DON'T ride in crates. I sit on Mom's lap. My only consolation was that Nico was in one too!
Been in hotels before...but this one you had to ride in a little box that moved. You wait by some doors...after you press a button...if you're Mom you press it several times. Papa always says the same thing to her...”once is enough you know!” She just gives him a dirty look – evidently, all the button pressing makes the doors open. One time they opened and there were monsters inside the box. Monsters with ears that stood up and looked at me like I was a chew toy. Mom said we could wait for another box to come up. Good thinking! Papa carries Nico and I. That is a pretty safe place to be...Clarice and Simon ride in the stroller. Clarice said Simon hogs all the room!
I have just been told the box is called an elevator. Whatever it is – it moves and I shake until we get out of it.
Nico thought the 'elevator' was fun. He wiggled to get to the person standing next to him. He 'thinks' everybody wants to pet him because he 'thinks' he is cute. He shows no dignity! Where is your pride man...your pride!!
Anyway, we leave the hotel – which by the way has some nice, dry, short grass and head to the show grounds. Bet you never thought I would say grass was nice...even I hate to admit it but it did feel cool on my feet so I really didn't mind it...it was much better than the dirt – yes dirt – that I had to walk on at the show. It didn't take me long to figure out I could hold out on watering until we got back to the cool grass! Do you know that dirt becomes mud if you water it? If you are not careful you can step in it too! Just ask Nico about that! The grass was so much safer!
Thankfully, I was not showing...so I just got to sit on the table while Mom brushed up the Squirt. She did brush me too...says I have to look nice even if I'm not going to show.
The table top is a safe place to watch all the strange looking dogs at the show. Hey, I even saw some strange looking people. Mom said a few times...that guy doesn't have a loved one to dress him. He had clothes on so not sure where she was going with that one!
Plenty of big dogs, little dogs, barking dogs – evil looking dogs! Mom always says the same thing, "I am so proud of the way you guys act!" We are not fools Mom...we don't want to bring any attention to us from those dogs. Some are big enough - they could eat you!
Nico is more interested in trying to chew on the brush than letting Mom use it to make him look fluffy...it's his first show, he'll learn. Boy is he in for a surprise! They are going to make him walk around in circles until his feet fall off! He is going to have to stand on a table and let some guy put his hands all over him. Actually, I don't think boys mind that as much as we girls do!
Mom said I could watch if I was a good girl. No whining! We did have a deal. I get Clarice as a crate mate if I am good. I am no fool! I am a perfect angel!
From my vantage, it looks like Nico knows how to get around the ring. He actually looks like he is enjoying himself too. What a dork! Must say a 'cute dork'! Who said that?
He made Papa pretty happy. All three days the little bugger went Winners Dog...and two times he went Best of Winners!! He doesn't even know what he did...he told me he was just out having a great day running around with his Papa. HIS Papa!?!?
The best part of the trip was seeing my Claire. She hugged me and kissed me. I will never get too old for all that loving!
Mom says we are never to old to learn and she is right because I did learn something this weekend. My Mom really does love me - a lot. Every time someone was giving too much – an exorbitant in my opinion - amount of attention to the little Squirt...Mom always held me and told me how special I was too. She told me that Nico may be a great show dog...but he can't write a blog like me. She told me lots this weekend just how special I am...I should be nicer to her! Maybe I'll sleep on her head when we get home!
I will even forgive her for putting Nico in MY crate. I was sitting nice and comfortable like...we were getting ready to go home. Mom and Papa were walking us all...last chance to water the dirt.
The crate door opens – in comes Nico!! Nico – hey, I was good this whole weekend...where is my Clarice? Apparently, he didn't want the chance to water the dirt one last time...Yea but when he gets in the crate he decided maybe he should have...so "Oh Well" he says and then pees...RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE CRATE PAD!! You are a pig!!
I am now plastered to the back...you would think if he had to do that he could at least do it on his side...or in the corner ...NO, he has to pee right in the middle!! AND he stands in it! He is such a boy!! I am so ready to go home...Take me home...just take me home!
This is my life. My name is Gigi.
Shouldn't my hat be blue?
Papa, just follow me! I know where I'm going!
Really?
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