Now you see!  This is what I’m talking about.  Pup Cakes, a tiera, and Mommy and Daddy spoiling me dirty rotten.  My 1st birthday is DA BOMB!  That’s what life is all about!

Now, if they just let me chase that cat around, life will be perfect.

Submitted by: Theresa

Therasa says: My name is Isabella and I am a princess. I just celebrated my 1st. birthday on September 11, 2009. My mom and dad spoil me rotten, they bought me some pup cakes and a tiera for my birthday. They rescued me from a horrible place called a puppy mill, now they want to make sure I have the best life ever. I am looking forward to a long life ahead.

You know, when Pop’s took me outside today, I thought to myself;

“Wahoo, all this ice cream for me!”

Yeah, NOT.

Poppa calls it “snow”.

I call it “cumbersome”.

Let’s see here.

Quiet.

Cute head tilt.

Little sniffles with the nose.

That “Momma I wuv you” look…

Yep.  Something, probably expensive, somewhere in the house, is on fire.

Fightin’ the Shih Tzu pup in the mirror never really works out the way they plan it, does it?

Wait for it….

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Okaaaayyy.  Uhmm, Mommy?  Yeah, I love the haircut, just really love it.  You got the hair out of my eyes, took care of that problem with my ears gettin’ in my mouth every time I eat, and it’s great that you got me this awesome bone bowtie.  Wait till the boys in the pen see that one.

But, did you happen to notice where my paws went?  ‘Cause I kinda need those for diggin’.

Mommy says I’m sick and have to stay in bed with best friend Fuzzy Wooby all day.

No tearing up newspapers.  No running in grassy backyard place.  No hiding under the teevees.

But you can bring me ice cream, K?

Look deeply into my eyes.

You cannot resist the cuteness.

You cannot escape the button nose.

Don’t try to move, or I will do the little “woof.”

The little “woof” does it all the time.

…

Resistance is Futile.

Did you say I’m funny?

You mean funny like I’m a clown, ha ha,  I amuse you?

I make you laugh, I’m here to amuse you?

What do you mean funny, funny how? How am I funny?

Well, you haven’t seen whats waitin’ for you on the bedroom rug have you, huh?

That’s what’s funny.