Thoughts From my Pets Point of View

I am Jake, the rottweiler. I have been with mom and dad for one year now, since I was a little puppy. Of course, I still love it when mom and dad call me the baby. I protect mom and dad like my brothers and sisters do but I am meaner than they are. Mom and dad rescued me from dad’s younger brother and his girlfriend. They used to put me in a pillow case and twirl me around to get me dizzy. They also used to smoke dope and blow it in my face. They were mean to me and I am so happy mom and dad brought me home to this wonderful place. I have been much happier since I have been here. Dad was away for a little while and it was just me, mom, and my brothers and sisters. When dad came home, it took me a while to get used to him again. But I love dad and when he takes a nap, I get to lay down beside him and cuddle up to him. Mom and dad play with me all the time and I get to run and play with my brothers and sisters in the huge yard.

We recently got a new puppy, Chloe. She will be posting soon to tell you all about her. At first me and Scotty were jealous of her because it was one more dog we had to share mom and dad’s love with. The first day we got her, mom let her outside with the rest of us to go to the potty and me and Scotty took her for a walk up the road. Mom says we were trying to get rid of the puppy. Nah, we wouldn’t do that. He, he, he! Even if we were trying to get rid of the new puppy, it didn’t work because mom caught us and made us come inside to lay down. We should have known we would get in trouble. Now we don’t try to get rid of the puppy but we play with her. She is really fun to play with. She likes to nip on my ears and I really hate that so I bite her. I don’t bite her hard enough to hurt her because mom and dad would yell at me if I did. After all, she is just a puppy and really doesn’t know any better.

I am going to go lay down with dad now. It is night-night time for me and Chloe. Mom wants the computer back so she can write her stuff she writes. Chloe will be posting next. See ya later, grrrr. J

Oh and by the way, Mom’s dad calls me Jake the Snake! I love that nickname!

This post was by my second to youngest dog, Jake. I don’t have any pictures of him yet but as soon as I do I will post one.

My name is Sammy and mommy calls me Super Sammy or Super Doggy! Why? Because I can jump really high in the air. I jump so high my paws leave the ground! Mommy thinks it is really cute and funny when I do it and she says I am a really hyper puppy. I am hyper! I just love to run and jump and play with my brother Jake. Our new sister, Cloe, gets on my nerves. She is smaller and much younger than me but she picks fights with me. Mommy says she is just playing but she still has puppy teeth and they are really sharp. She goes right for Jake’s ears and Jake hates his ears to be touched. It seems like she knows it too and does it just cause of that reason.

So I was the youngest until Jake and Cloe came along. Hey, I will get used to her. I know mom and dad only take more of us in if they have to. Cloe has a better home here than where she used to live. No one beats her here, no one makes her go without food for 3 or 4 days at a time, and no one locks her in the bathroom or the garage here. She gets to run around and play with the rest of us and she gets fed and watered properly too.

Anyway back to me. I was the last litter my doggy mommy had before she couldn’t have anymore. Human daddy told human mommy that she could keep me so here I am telling you all about the wonderful Super Sammy! I will turn 2 years old in March of next year.

I really don’t have much more to say about myself accept I am a pretty little girl. I am tall like my dad, Jasper. I really don’t look like my mom, Flu

I am Fluff but mom and dad call me all kinds of different names. Like Fluffers, Fluffy, Fluffellufagus, Flufferoos. Haha, they are funny and they love me. I came to live with mom and dad when someone dropped me off on their bridge. I was just a puppy and really scared. I didn’t know what to do or where to go and I saw a couple of other dogs in the yard and some cats running around so I decided to just sit on their bridge until they came out to get me. Dad thought I was their oldest dog, Scotty because he didn’t have his glasses on when he looked out the window. He woke mom up and asked where Scotty was and then noticed Scotty was laying right beside mom on the bed. So he decided to go outside to see who I was and he brought me in the house. Mom was all happy to see me. She was giving me hugs and kisses and checking to make sure I wasn’t hurt. I loved them as soon as I saw them. At the time they really didn’t want anymore dogs so they gave me to grandma, dad’s mom. Dad knew his mom wanted a dog for a companion so I went to stay with her for a little bit. Grandma and me hit it off right away. She let me sleep with her and she fed me special treats when I was good. Mom and dad already trained me to go to the potty outside so grandma didn’t have to worry about that. I loved grandma and miss her very much but when she comes to visit mom and dad, I get to see her and I jump all over her with kisses all over her face.

See, grandma fell down one night and broke her arm. She couldn’t take care of me with a broken arm so mom and dad brought me back home and I have been here ever since. I am now 6 years old and was only a couple of months old when I found mom and dad. I have had babies because mom and dad couldn’t afford to get me spayed and didn’t know that the Humane Society would help them pay for it. I had 4 litters of pups before I was able to get spayed. Mom and dad felt really bad for me and when I got pregnant the 4th time they were worried I was going to die. I am grateful I didn’t and so is mom and dad. My last litter of babies was a bunch. I had 10 of them! Poor mom didn’t get much sleep when I had all of my babies because my babies would wake her up crying in the middle of the night. Mom would have to gently coax me to feed them because the little suckers hurt my poor nipples when they started getting teeth. The humane society helped mom and dad find my babies homes. Mom and dad did keep two of them, one out of my first litter and one out of my last litter. My other grandma, mom’s mom, kept one out of my 4th litter. My oldest baby, the one mom and dad kept out of the first litter died back in January of this year. She was really sick and mom and dad couldn’t get her to the doggie doctor in time. I miss her very much but I know she has crossed the rainbow bridge and I will see her again one day. My youngest baby is still here with us. We still like to play together. Boy she looks like her dad more than she looks like me. Her daddy is Jasper. Jasper is the daddy of 3 of my litters.

Anyway, I am just very happy mom and dad were able to get me spayed. As much as I loved my babies, I’m too old and worn out for anymore. Boy I gained some weight since I got spayed though. Now I wobble around, hehehe. Mom calls me fat girl sometimes and I don’t mind because I know she is just teasing me.

Well enough about me. I will post again when mom the rest of my brothers and sisters and daughter is done posting. Mom wants to give us all a chance to inroduce ourselves once before she lets us post again. Next time I post, I will tell you about my mischief I get into sometimes, hehehe.

Love,
Fluff

Well that is an introduction from my dog Fluff. Here is a picture of her. This picture was when she was skinny and she had just had a litter of puppies. Next introduction will be from my youngest girl, Sammy who is also Fluff’s youngest pup.