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My dog thinks she is human!

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Hello! I’ve missed you! I must get better at this writing thing. My goal  is to blog everyday, although it is very difficult when a person is as busy as I am with a zillion things going on at one time. This week I have been super busy, well all the time, but this week seems more hectic than usual. It is mostly due to an addition to our family.

In the past, I used to be that person who laughed at pet lover’s and how spoiled their “family member” were. However, after getting a puppy for my birthday two years ago, I now understand. I am totally in love with my dog Button, a Chihuahua mixed with a mini Pincher. A “Chipin” they call it. Button, is now 2 years old, and I swear she thinks she is human! She has her own little personality, and thinks she is as huge as the neighbor’s Pit bull! She is our little killer who is afraid of everything she shouldn’t be, and brave to things she should be afraid of. I was told it is called an inferior complex. She knows she is small, so she growls like she is huge thinking that will scare what ever it is. No ma’am, sit down.12936657_10153343530826086_2969339280052039931_n

Of course, I spoil her rotten like any self respected southern woman does. Button eats what we eat, she sleeps with us in the bed, heck she tells us when it is bedtime! Just like a child, at 9:00 pm every night, she climbs up on my husband chest and looks him straight in the eyes, like she is trying to tell him something. It took us three days to figure out what she wanted. Freddie takes her outside, nothing. He gives her some fresh water, nope. “What does she want?” he asked. I said, “it’s her bedtime”, as serious as I could be. Of course, he laughed, and then laid down on the couch, covered himself with a blanket, and what did Button do? She crawled right up next to him, and went to sleep! I swear she thinks she is human.

Two days ago, I took Button to Bath, Barks and Bubbles downtown Birmingham. She loves going there, to her “doggie spa” to get a haircut, her nails clipped and painted. I spend more on my dog than I do myself. Anyhow, while there, I was asked if I wanted another dog? My first reaction, no! But, of course, I had to see him.

Lucky was brought in to the shop in January I believe she said, and they never came back. Now, I am praying that nothing happened to them, that they just could not take care of him. But Lucky has been living in the shop for three months. The owner started to put an ad in the Newspaper, but didn’t because she wanted to make sure Lucky received a good home. He is so adorable, and sweet. Needless to say, yes, Freddie and I just could not leave him. We went back the next day and picked him up.

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Button? Button is the queen of our home. She is in charge. My children, when they come to visit, they ask where is Button. My neighbor speaks to her every morning on her way to work, through the window, (we sleep with our windows open in the south).  The whole block knows Button, and she knows them. So you can imagine when Lucky came, she did not like sharing her attention. She is not happy with us! As a matter of fact, she is giving us the silent treatment. At first, if Button was in my lap, and Lucky tried to come near, she would growl at him. It has been about three days, and she is getting used to him now. Although, I just realized tonight that Lucky is eating his food and Button’s. So, I am going to give him to my mother as a birthday present. Button will one day be queen of our home again!

Until then, I must deal with not one, but two dogs, a part of my family, who think they are human. Lucky has quickly adapted to Button’s routine. He to, has a regular nap time, and bedtime. Meal times are excitement running through the house, thinking they are both going “to get what ever that smell is she is cooking”.  While I am sitting here writing about them, of course, they are both right at my feet. It is past their bedtime, and they are waiting on me to go to bed! So I guess I will end here for the night. I could go on and on about my “children”.

So tomorrow, on to the next task at hand, whatever that may be.  I will definitely keep you updated on both of my little ones. Until then, keep spoiling, be blessed, stay southern!

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Do you have pets in your home?  Tell me about them! I would love to hear your stories.  Post your pictures. Animals are precious and must be treated as such.

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AllPosters.com. “A spoiled rotten Chihuahua lives here”. http://www.allposters.com/-sp/A-Spoiled-Rotten-Chihuahua-Tan-Lives-Here-Wood-Sign-Posters_i9560929_.htm