Hello again, humans. Well it’s been almost three weeks since I moved into my new pad (can you believe it?) and I’m finally getting settled. By getting settled, I mean that I’ve stopped peeing all over the house. In fact, I’ve only peed in the house once in four days! Mommy says I’m a smart boy. Unfortunately, while I’ve stopped urinating everywhere, I have picked up some other bad habits. 16 of them to be exact.
I have a fetish. A sock fetish. It’s bad, you guys. I just, I see a sock sitting there smelling of old, sweaty feet, and my paws start to tingle. I immediately snatch it and hide it in my house. Mom did laundry recently and stole all of my socks without even asking. Rude. The next day is when I peed on the floor. I hope she sees the correlation. I think it’s pretty obvious. I’ve managed to get a few back, though. I even stole one right off Keiji’s foot:
Mom and I are really becoming pals now, too. When she goes on the computer, I’ve started sleeping under her chair at the desk. It’s nice being close to her. I think she likes it, too (my doggy intuition tells me so). Here is a picture of us kickin’ it together. Mom and I don’t really have many pictures together, so she loves this one. However, I am quite peeved about how ridiculous I look. No one even told me they were taking it. It’s like when paparazzi take photos of celebrities in mid-chew. Come on, people, no one wants to see that. Or this.
For the past couple weeks I have loathed going for walks. Usually, when I go outside to do my business, I’ll run home as fast as I can as soon as I’m done. My mom thinks I’m afraid of walks because Tokyo is busy with cars, people, and sounds. Bless her little human heart, but she is wrong. The real reason I hate going for walks is because one of the first times we went out together, a young boy passed us and blurted out, “that’s a huge chihuahua!” Seriously? I felt like some kind of overgrown rat. Another time an old lady said I had “gigantic ears.”
Humans. They really have a way with words.
Here, my face is saying, “hey ladies,” and my body is saying, “I like to cuddle.”
By the way, do you remember that evil green ball? You’re not going to believe this. We are totally BFFs now. I’m even down with its mild squeaking. My absolute favorite thing is when mom kicks the ball around and lets me chase after it. I could chase this ball for days. But sometimes in the middle of playing, I randomly get scared of the green ball again and run away from it in fear. I’m not perfect, okay? By the way, see that yellow thing I’m laying on? Mom bought it as her new “shower mat.” Humans are so high maintenance. Instead, I decided to shred it and use it as my new chew toy! Today, I even ate some of the fabric it’s made with! Mom didn’t like that, but I am quite a foodie. I go bananas during walks and love eating anything from dead leaves and rocks to sand and dirt, the hot cocoa of the dog world! During my first week in my new house, I pooped in my crate and ate it. Mom was not happy about that. We don’t talk about it anymore. She can be a little too clean for my taste, but we’re managing.
Overall, I am pretty happy in my new crib. I’ll send you some more updates when I can get back to the computer. It’s hard to pry myself away from chewing on everything in the house. See you next time!