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( 3 / 164 )Hold the phone, stop the presses – do I have a tail to spin for you! You remember the first dog show I went to? Well nothing can compare to the adventure I had the last 3 days. Let me start from the beginning!
Santa Barbara, Ca was our destination. Mom, Dad, Andrea, Josie, Johnny and of course moi. I never got to tell you about Josie and Johnny....but I will later...this is so much more important! It's about me.
We drove for about a hundred hours I tried to sleep through most of it...Josie made it hard...she threw up...smelly, smelly...the worst part was she ate it before mom could stop the car and clean it. We were all a bit grossed out by that...until she threw it up again....this time Dad got to it before she could eat it....did she think it was twice baked potato? How many times can you eat throw up before it loses its flavor...guess I should try that out sometime.
I was very happy when we stopped because it was time to water some trees. I know now that I really don't have to water them...just give them a little drink...sure takes the pressure off me. Mom has a lot of things she says that are 'different'. Like you know the remote for the TV...which I love to watch – TV not the remote....anyway, she calls it the “changer”. Think it must be a New York word.
You do know that mom does the typing for me....my paws are too fat for the keys....anyway...she is telling me to 'focus' here....
So we stop at a nice little park....some cool under a shade tree. We all got out to do some 'watering' when another car came up and some very nice people got out. They really liked Johnny..this looks very suspicious...on the line of when our Billy – turned Baxter - deal! I am not going to act cute or friendly....Josie is stupid she is all over these people....and Johnny is playing with them. Andrea and I are the only smart ones. If we look and act too cute I have a feeling down in my gut that they may steal one of us.
Mom sat down with a lady named Kim. OK she is nice...Kim has a mom and she is playing with Johnny....so is another girl and a dad that belongs to Kim....I'll give you they all seem nice! Their true colors were about to come out. After a little while....they STEAL Johnny! They just put him in the car with them. Is mom blind? Where did Daddy go anyway .... he is busy saving Andrea and Josie....he is putting them back in the car....hey, what about me! Over here Dad, don't forget the love of your life!!
That's better...I am in my little crate. It never felt so safe. But Johnny didn't make it back. Mom was saying how nice those people were...wait until she finds out they took our Johnny. She is just way too trusting....need to talk to that woman! She is trying to tell me that they didn't steal him. They are his new family....I told her to type and stop trying to put words in my mouth.
Now the real adventure was about to begin. I heard – because I listen to everything – that we are going to visit a really nice lady named Marilyn. Mom says that I will have lots of fun. It has been a long time since mom and her friend could visit. She was really looking forward to it. She wants her to look at Andrea and Josie. She can look but she better not take Andrea...she is my pal!
Wherever we are the air feels good....nice, cool and not so dry. Mom and dad takes us out....WOW look at all that grass! We can run around for miles I think I am going to like it here....put me down so I can explore. Pick me up! PICK ME UP WOMAN! Holy Cow...what is this...a million, no a billion – maybe even a zillion cavaliers come running out...they look like cavaliers only a color I haven't seen....brown and white....they are sniffing Andrea and Josie....they haven't seen me yet...oh no! Now one does....SHE HATES ME! She calls the other over to attack me. They are barking all around me – one even growled at me. Holy Crap! This is it! I am history. And just where is my Daddy!!!! Yo Daddy! Do you see that I am going to be eaten!?!? That must be Auntie Marilyn...she is telling mom to let them work it out....Hey mom....a little help down here...I am only 7 pounds....I don't want to work anything out with these guys! I am going to have to whine a lot louder if I expect mom to hear me. OH BOY - OH BOY! I am so toasted!
I see mom's leg....she is close. She is picking me up. Thank you mom...I will love you forever. Apparently cavaliers like each other but they are a bit prejudice of any other kind of dog. Somebody better tell them fast I am not a dog!
Mom holds me and is trying to tell me it is OK....but all I hear is my heart beating and barking dogs. Not sure which one is louder. We are going home today, right? Kiss, Kiss, Hug, Hug – I am out of here! From up here in mom's arms they don't look so bad..go ahead - put me back down. I'll show them who the boss is...I can handle them...Put me down...I'll show who can growl at who....Mom look at me - you know I am kidding right. Hold me a bit tighter will ya! My only hope to surviving this weekend is to stay close to a human - looking pathetic.
Auntie Marilyn and CJ are nice. CJ even helped me once...I got stuck between a mom cavalier and her pup....OK that is NOT a good thing! She picked me up – CJ that is - saved my skinny little butt.
By the last day...they weren't so interested in me anymore...most of them were too busy playing around....I guess we worked it out. One guy fell in love with Andrea...I know because he wouldn't stop humping her! Have to admit that was funny. There were some little cavaliers...they were nice – more my size and they played nice with me. Mom said they were too young to be prejudice. There is a lesson in that, she says!
My favorite spot in the house is the bedroom on the bed curled up in a pillow...with the door closed! To show my mom and dad how much I appreciate what they are putting me through....I decided not to eat!
Day One at the show:
This one is a lot like the last show. Lots of noise and plenty of dogs.
Mom showed Andrea first. There was black tape holding down the mats in the ring...I can't help myself...I had to do this - I told Andrea if she crossed the black tape - they would try to grab her legs....so when she got to one...she put on the brakes .... surprised mom. Andrea had her front feet straight out and her rear up in the air...she was not going to cross the tape. No! No! She wasn't no matter what mom was saying to her out there...I could see it all from my crate! Laughing my head off!! She is so easy to fool. Mom said that Andrea trusts me...it wasn't nice to make her scared. May not be nice but funny as all get out!!
Mom came out of the ring telling Dad that he was showing her tomorrow. She wasn't mad at Andrea....she thought it was funny too....says Andrea is here for practice. It was dad's turn to practice with her. Mom tries to make things funny. She says someone has to be the comic relief...laughing makes good lines on your face!
Andrea is resting in her crate with Josie. I think she is mad at me. She can't take a joke! It's my turn on the table....great view as always...Hey over here....I see Claire, my first mom!....I am all over this It's me! I'm over here..hugs, kisses...now let me kiss you....how about a little ear nibble....and Melody - you came to see me too. More hugs – kisses all around! You are my favorite people.
Do me a favorite...explain to mom that she can stop brushing me now. Tell her - I am clean - I am knot free! I am beautiful! What's this...why would Claire be looking for a slicker....she asked my mom if she can brush me....are you freakin' kidding me...no you cannot have my foot...leave me alone. Oh crap – I am going to fix you guys good....wait until tonight – I will not eat for sure now!! That will make you all feel really bad!
Show Time:
Dad saves me from these crazy ladies....hey I love them all just not when they have a brush in their hand!
I am so cute....mom took pictures....my tail is up...my head is up (most of the time)....I win my class....oh yea...had too – I was the only one in it! Mom says you don't have to tell people that part! Who is writing this? I tell what I think should be told!
Any who, you have to keep going back into the ring until they give you a ribbon that is not blue. This time there are other dogs in the ring with me....they don't bother me and thank goodness no one is trying to smell my butt! I am starting to notice that some of these other dogs are kinda cute....like the black and white one over there....ooh he is looking at me. Hi Sweetie.... a little flick of the tail...yep, that got his attention!
I must have gotten distracted – Dad is smiling from ear to ear...I hear people clapping...what just happen...I must have lost because I got a purple ribbon this time instead of blue...not bad losing... you get all kinds of people petting you and then you go get your picture taken. Mom says I won – not lost.
Someone called me a Winners Bitch...Best of Winners....isn't bitch a bad word?
Mom tells Claire that she needs to be in my first win picture with me, Dad and the judge...since they want me to stand...I think I will just lay down. The judge says I am a cute little girl – probably tired too....so laying down is OK. She was easy!
Claire and mom are all happy...I got points! Well, I am not eating points – no matter how good they taste! Unless that little black and white boy wants to join me for dinner.
Day Two at the Show:
Andrea said I got her in trouble and she wasn't going to listen to me again. Daddy had to show her that passing the black tape was OK...she thinks I lied to her. Moi?? That's French by the way.
Mom said that Andrea did good today....won her class, crossed the tape, had a top-line like a coffee table...apparently that is a good thing!
I WAS ROBBED!!! Oh no, who robbed me?? Not sure what they took from me. I would not be unhappy if they took my brushes. Maybe the other half of my purple ribbon because today my ribbon was half white and half purple.
Since Miranda isn't here to explain....mom filled me in....purple and white means you are Reserve Winner....reserve means you didn't win anything but a ribbon. I did get best puppy! I am still not sure how I got robbed. Mom says never mind - move forward!
Day Three at the Show:
I got a new leash....with some really pretty beads on it. Mom said it was because I got another purple ribbon again today....I deserved it – the leash! Dad is not sure that he wants to walk me around with such a 'pretty' girly lead. Guess he will just have to deal with it....I like it!! Mom says since dad did so good with me in the ring....there would be no living with him. Yes, we have to live with him. I am in love with him...and that cute little black and white dog I saw!
We are all pretty tired today....Dad says we have a long drive to get home. Can't say I will miss those brown cavaliers. Auntie Marilyn was nice and CJ too....loved the grass. It was real grass!
Mom still hasn't figure out that Johnny is missing.
Mom: Gigi I know Johnny is gone.
Gigi: Don't write in my blog!
This is my life. My name is Gigi.
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( 2.9 / 62 )I am a show dog!
I was just starting to get accustom to things at my new home....and of course, now that I am settled in....hey, did I mention that I actually learned to go potty outside...the benefit is that I get to sleep in bed with my boy (Daddy) now. Anyway, Mom says I lose focus....not sure what that means....what was I saying...oh yea....things were going to change again...not sure I like that word change....Mom says change keeps things interesting. So change here I come...I am going to a dog show....doesn't that sound wonderful! Not too sure what a dog show is – but it sure sounds like fun. I heard that both Andrea and I are show dogs...we both are old enough but mom is only taking me – I must be very special!
I went to get the scoop on shows from Miranda. You can trust her to tell you the truth, plus she is a show dog too! Actually, she told me that we all are show dogs here....some retired like Charlie....some are taking a break to recover from having pups, like her. I love Miranda! I think I will make her mine! She is sad right now...she is in heat and is flagging Clarice. Mom says she is barking up the wrong tree for sure. I was in heat – didn't know you were suppose to 'bark' at a tree!
Miranda told me I am a young hopeful. My mother is CH Galaxy's Femme Fatale.... and my dad is CH Wincroft's Full Throttle. Get this...my name is not just Gigi which is cute - I am Galaxy's Calendar Girl at Panetti! How did Miranda get to be so smart! How did I get to be a Calendar Girl. I asked mom how I got my name...she told me Dad picked out my name. My first mom say she like Calendar Girl and dad found out that the very first calendar girls were the Gibson Girls...that's where Gigi came from. Dad wanted to spell it GG....Mom said you can't do that...she added the i's. Daddy can be very silly....and he also can be very smart.
Truth be told, I knew there was more to me than just a pretty face.
It all makes sense now...I understand why I had to learn to stand on the table – with my tail on my back. That is how I am suppose to look! Who knew!
I understand that Josie is a hopeful too....have I told you about Josie and Johnny? I will - give me a minute...there is just so much I have to say.
We are driving – again with the car rides...to Arizona for my very first show. The 'we' is a very nice lady named Dee, mom and of course me. Dee says she gets to sit in the front with Mom...I would like to know why she gets to ride in the front and I get stuck into this little crate! Mom says she needs someone to talk to. Helps keep her up while she is driving. I think she could talk to me. I am a very good listener. And, I belong in the front seat! I tried the whimpering for a while then decided it wasn't worth the effort. Don't tell mom but the crate is pretty nice...I get to sleep, have a drink if I want and sleep more! Mom says we can go water a tree sometimes....boy, if she is counting on me to water a whole tree....someone is going to be very disappointed.
At the show
OMG!! (I understand that is short for OH My God!! - I am learning to speak internet or is that texting?) Mom has to work very hard now..she is building a whole thingy with wheels and crates and covers. All for me! She finds me a spot to 'water' so I will be comfortable. I can handle watering a little bit of grass. Then again in a crate I go. I am really getting sick of these crates!
This dog show stuff is big, it's loud, it's full of all kinds of strange looking dogs...not to mention a few strange looking people. So far I can only see it all from behind a cover....Dee tells me it is OK...she won't let any of those big dogs get near me. Obviously she hasn't seen me terrorize Andrea! I can take care of myself! After mom gets all set up....she sits on a chair and puts me on a table. She is looking a little tired. Maybe she should go in the crate for a nap! I hear her telling Dee that I need to get used to all the noise...I LOVE it up here....you can see everything. Mom brushes me...every hair has to be perfect she says. Then I give it a good ole shake from the tip of my nose to my tail...you should see her face! Every once in a while someone comes to pet me. They think I am the most adorable thing on this earth...well, maybe they just thought I was cute. I can exaggerate – just a tad! Some of the people are very serious...not mom...she says we are walking around the ring with a dog on a string – How serious can you make that?
While I am thinking about it....let me clear sometime up...I am NOT a dog, I am a little “something”! Not exactly sure where I fit. I am not human - who would want to be human anyway ...walking on only two legs all the time....it is much more efficient to walk with four. I certainly am not a common dog! Just thought I should make that clear! Yes, I do walk on a leash....but that is only to please my mom...I don't have to walk on leash with Dad...he carries me everywhere....I have him trained good! Now when I do wear a collar and leash - they are very pretty....they are more like jewelry. Mom always says...you can't go out without your jewelry on....so see....I am not 'just' a dog! I am something very special.
Did I get off track again?.....Sorry...OK back to the show....Mom says we are just practicing so as long as I am good...she will be happy. Good means I have to walk with my head up and my tail up on my back...give me a break...anybody can do that!
Mom sure likes to talk to lots of people...come to think of it Mom likes to talk a lot all the time. She talks with her hands all the time so you have to not only listen but you have to watch her. She could hit you in the head while she is giving directions! She says that is because she is Italian. If you make her sit on her hands...she is very quiet! I know she doesn't know all the people that she talks to either! One lady really likes me. Her name is Sally. She wants a little friend just like me. Her and mommy talked a long time. Mom says now they are friends...and that is just one of the best things about dog shows. She says winning in really nice too but being a good sport and having fun is very important too.
In the Ring
Mom was right...all you do is walk around a ring....I got to follow other dogs....they are bigger Havanese. I admit that you do get tired out there....your tail always having to be up....Oh wow the smells out there on the floor are fantastic...but every time I went to smell one....Mom would tell me “Head up”! You put your head up....I need to smell something over here! And just how long does Mom think my legs are.....she has got to slow down...I am not a cavalier!
I need to talk to Miranda about judges...this guy is putting his hands all over me. Mom doesn't seem to be concerned but for a stranger he is getting pretty personal! One time the judge - who you are not suppose to bite no matter where he puts his hands - put me in front of another dog. Mom said that was great. We won our puppy class! Hey, I got a cookie – I am happy! Dee took pictures. She thinks I was the prettiest dog ever and I will do ever better tomorrow. Did she say I have to do this again....tomorrow?! I need another BATH? I didn't even get dirty...well OK my feet a little. May have to rethink this dog show stuff. Mom is so happy...look at her face. She said I made her very proud. So proud that I got my picture taken by a real camera man....not just Dee. If it makes mom happy.....guess I can walk a little faster! Guess we both are learning about each other. Tonight I get to sleep next to her. Guess it is worth the effect for a reward like that. Amen!
This is my life. My name is Gigi.
Video clip from my first show!
http://youtu.be/VsmsKbUJUQc
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( 2.9 / 7 )Getting settled in my new home.
Life at the new house is really more than OK now. My mom really loves us all – she really loves my Daddy – we have good taste – I love him too! I show him every morning...when he gets out of bed I pull on his pants until he picks me up or his pants come down. I am happy either way! He holds me in his arm and walks out to Mom....she laughs...and says that I was suppose to be her dog.
She is always talking to us...she says as long as a dog is around people won't know she is talking to herself. She also says that she gets pretty good answer from herself too....she is a little weird..I heard Bridget call her that – so it can't be bad!
I think she loses it just a bit sometimes .... Like the other day, she was excited to get a package in the mail. Something purple....oh no...she is looking at me holding this purple thingy. I'm out of here...but just not fast enough - she got me...No she is NOT trying to put this thing on ME.....Hey my legs don't bend that way! What is that in on my ear! Oh mom...I look silly – you are NOT taking me out like this are you....Oh no it's even worse – she is taking a picture. I know all about the internet! The world is going to see me...looking like a clown.
Well, Well am I a cutey or what!? Does this come in hot pink??
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( 3.1 / 69 )This is my life. My name is Gigi!
I was born in the Fall of 2010. October 4th to be exact. Though I don't remember much of my early weeks...I do know I was a very happy little thing. I had brothers and sisters to play with. We all looked pretty much the same. We are black and white with a long nose - some of us have longer noses than others...Mine is perfect! I was fed and held, cleaned and bathed...OK maybe the baths weren't the greatest but I felt good after it was all done! My first mom was Claire. She was very sweet and loved me very much. She had this strange habit of putting me on a table and telling me to stand. She did give me a treat....but what is with this standing....and will you leave my tail alone! Why does it have to be up on my back?
I was content. I could live like this forever...eat, sleep, play, a little bit of standing - but for a treat!! I have heard that the only thing that is for sure is change....My life was about to change, a very dramatic turn. I knew something was up....my mom had given me a bath - it wasn't my turn for a bath...it was my sister's turn. I heard the door bell...love barking at that noise...drives both my moms crazy!! A man and lady came in...I remember their smell....the man holds me and talks to me. Ya Da Ya da...boy can humans talk! Nice visit guys but I am getting tired...Just when are they going to leave? Then it happens. My first mom holds me - now why does she seems sad...I call sense it.....after giving me lots of hugs and kisses she hands me over to the lady. She seems Ok....she is holding me very gently but who is she really. They are going to take me for a car ride, promise we are not going to the vets!? Where are we going...for how long? Where is my mom? I can see her standing on a porch watching us leave. OK this can't be good. She looks so sad. Mom help me....don't let them take me away. I promise no more barking....I will stand with my tail on my back....you won't even have to give me a treat.....MOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am leaving my home in California and moving to Las Vegas. I hear it is very hot where I am going - I am NOT going to like it!! You can't make me like it. I want to go back to my family.
I learned an important lesson on my trip from California to Nevada....if you cry - you have to sound really, really pathetic - the lady says, "Lay down, go to sleep little girl" but then if you wait a minute...she will take out of this crate thingy and let you sit on her lap. This little bit of knowledge was going to serve me well in the weeks to come. It was my very first lesson on how to manipulate my new family! I was getting so tired I closed my eyes. I hear the lady say to the man...let's hope she sleeps the whole trip.
If the trip wasn't enough torment for me....Hey I left my family - where is my mom anyway? Where are my brothers and sisters? Better get a grip....especially since I was headed for another big shock! This new lady and man introduced me to my new playmates. What the heck are they? They smell different - not bad - just different. They keep trying to smell my butt....perverts! I had to think fast.... decided I better show them who is boss right from the beginning...so I terrorized them! They may have had several pounds on me...but I was tenacious! And PLEASE stay away from my butt will you!
After a few days or maybe hours...no weeks... I come to find out that am a Havanese and I live with a bunch of Cavalier King Charles Spaniels! They are funny looking dogs with long ears....the ears do make good handles for pulling them around.
This is my new life. My name is Gigi.
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I'm a quick study...I know now that my new parents are Patricia and Phil. They are strange looking too! Mom talks with a funny accent. I have heard people says she is from New York. She always says – if you are Italian you have to come from Brooklyn. Daddy talks normal...he is from Oregon – where I hear it rains all the time.
At first they had me in prison....something about having to learn to go outside to potty. It's not so bad...I have two cavalier friends my age to torment. Not sure what this potty thing is...I do notice that whenever any of us 'relieves' ourselves on the floor....Mom gets mad - tells us NO....actually for a long time I thought my name was NO NO Bad Puppy! Then she puts us outside and sprays funny smelling stuff on our spot. How in the world am I going to find that spot again...what is she thinking?
I have learned lots of stuff since coming here ...I know when strange people come into the house and play with us....one of us goes missing. We lost the little boy pup, Billy. A very nice couple came to see him - I think they stole him...because when they left...he was gone too! They tried to fool us by calling him Baxter – but he was our Billy! Wonder if Mom noticed!
They left the girl, Andrea. Have to admit - once I got her to listen to me...she is a pretty good playmate. She's not so bright....I like to play with the toilet paper....but I don't like to get in trouble...so I trail the paper down the hall right to where she is sitting...she starts to chew on it...Mom comes in and tells her SHE is a bad girl! If I knew how to roll over on my back...I would be laughing myself silly! It took about 4 rolls of paper before Mom figured it out! I guess they don't use the paper anymore - I can't find it anyway!
Once in awhile two little people come to visit. Abigail and Bridget....mom says she loves them. Hope she doesn't love them more than me! I think I love them too...they hold me and give me kisses. In return, I don't leave hair on their clothes....unlike Andrea who leaves her hair on everything...including me. I think that is why Mom brushes me every day! And what is this standing again....she makes me stand and wants my tail on my back....kinky!
There are other friends that live with me. Charlie is the oldest. Hear tell he is a retired Champion and a daddy's boy. He is pretty mellow. I enjoy sitting “on” him. He doesn't seem to mind and he is pretty soft. He keeps me feeling safe and all warm inside. Kinda like the same feeling I get when I am with my Daddy.
Then there is Clarice....OH BOY...she is a hum dinger!! I had to work really hard to make her think I was letting her be the boss around here. We developed a little game...I licked her face - she growls - I keep licking until she finally starts licking back...I win!! One for me....I am in the minority here.
Miranda is my favorite. She is kind and motherly. She takes care of Andrea and me. It doesn't bother her that I don't look like her...she still loves me. I hear that she is going to have an affair with some famous guy in California....that's another story.
Of course there is Andrea, my playmate....she is so much fun. She is so easy....I love getting her in trouble....and I love sleeping with her when the day is over. I am getting used to having her hair get all over me. She loves to play chase...I can out run her even though I am much smaller.
I guess my new home is OK. The humans are very nice....the lady is funny...she says "no" but really means -" wait a minute and I will let you get your way". Even the cavaliers have figured that out. I have learned to call them Mom and Daddy. I think I will make the Daddy my boy....he is very nice to me plus he has a great knee for sleeping on.
This is my life. My name is Gigi. I am a Havanese.
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