A lot of people come up to me and say, "Oh, Manny, you are so funny. I love your blog. I like following you on Twitter." I just smile and say, "I know." The Daddy is always telling the Mommy that he likes my blog.
I have a secret to tell you. The Mommy is the real one who writes for me. Her name is Jeanette. She is so funny and smart, too. She can tell just what I am thinking, and she loves to tell about everything I am doing. I am her favorite pet! I know because I also am the only pet, too.
The Mommy is really smart. She went to school a lot of years after high school. She reads a lot and studies just for fun. She is always learning new things and coming up with new ideas every day. The Mommy makes sure she learns all kinds of things about life. She even gets up early so she can study when it is quiet. She reads a lot of books about a lot of different things.
The Mommy tells me I am smart all the time, too. I try to be. I learn lots of tricks like "shake my bootie", "twist", and "jump." I know to put my toys down by the door before I go outside. I also know what the Mommy's signals mean, like tapping her leg or the side of the couch mean for me to come. Sometimes, she only has to snap her fingers and point. Without her saying anything, I know exactly what she means.
I saw on TV and on the internet that Rat Terriers are really smart dogs. We are easy to train. That is true. I will do just about anything, except roll over. I don't like to roll over. That's what all dogs do. I have to do something different.
I study hard every day, too. When the Mommy reads or watches TV, I try to read what she is reading. She spends a lot of time on the computer, though, doing her work. Sometimes I sit on her lap while she is doing it. It makes me smarter, because I can see what she is doing. When she works too long, though, I put my paw on her hand and say, "Pay attention to me, not the computer." Sometimes, she will say, "Mommy's busy." If she isn't busy, she will take a break and play with me.
I am hoping I can be as smart as the Mommy someday and get a masters in something. I think mine will be a Masters in Cuteness. So, then I will be Manny, MC.
Sunday, August 14, 2016
Monday, August 1, 2016
Mornings with the Mommy
It's Monday morning, and I get to spend time with the Mommy. It's so quiet on Monday mornings. I do whatever the Mommy takes me to do. Today, I woke up and went downstairs with the Daddy. As soon as the Mommy woke up, though, she gave me a treat. She always does that. Then, she let me outside to go potty. I went outside, but I stayed close to the house because it was raining.
When I came back inside, she gave me my breakfast. She puts a little bit of cheese on it so that I will it. I am so picky that I won't eat my breakfast otherwise. I like things the way I like them. I guess it's because I am a spoiled-y-kins, as the Mommy likes to say.
Then, I like to go take a nap. Sometimes, the Mommy tucks me in my blanket with my toy. It's so awesome and snuggly. She calls me her furry child. It's funny I keep calling her the Mommy, though, because I am now older than her....in dog years that is. I am now 56 years old. It's funny. I still feel like a puppy most days.
Since it's raining today, I will probably stay inside and take a lot of naps. Maybe the Mommy will turn the TV on for me later. I love to watch TV, especially any shows with dogs in them or animal planet. My favorite shows are about dogs. When they use fake dog barking on TV, I can tell. When they use a real dog bark, I perk my ears up and do a little "woof".
The Mommy sits at her desk working and writing. In case you didn't know, she is my ghost writer. She also does a lot of reading and cleans the house. During the school year, she makes breakfast and dinner every day. For lunch, she usually makes herself leftovers. Sometimes, she sits out on the patio with me in the sunshine. Not today though. Today it is raining, and I am sleeping and snuggling.
When I came back inside, she gave me my breakfast. She puts a little bit of cheese on it so that I will it. I am so picky that I won't eat my breakfast otherwise. I like things the way I like them. I guess it's because I am a spoiled-y-kins, as the Mommy likes to say.
Then, I like to go take a nap. Sometimes, the Mommy tucks me in my blanket with my toy. It's so awesome and snuggly. She calls me her furry child. It's funny I keep calling her the Mommy, though, because I am now older than her....in dog years that is. I am now 56 years old. It's funny. I still feel like a puppy most days.
Since it's raining today, I will probably stay inside and take a lot of naps. Maybe the Mommy will turn the TV on for me later. I love to watch TV, especially any shows with dogs in them or animal planet. My favorite shows are about dogs. When they use fake dog barking on TV, I can tell. When they use a real dog bark, I perk my ears up and do a little "woof".
The Mommy sits at her desk working and writing. In case you didn't know, she is my ghost writer. She also does a lot of reading and cleans the house. During the school year, she makes breakfast and dinner every day. For lunch, she usually makes herself leftovers. Sometimes, she sits out on the patio with me in the sunshine. Not today though. Today it is raining, and I am sleeping and snuggling.
Sunday, July 24, 2016
Happy Birthday to the Mommy!
It's the Mommy's birthday! I have to write about it, because I think she is the best thing ever. This is one of my few chances that I get to tell the whole world how much I love the Mommy and how great she is.
What makes the Mommy so great? First of all, she is the one who takes care of me. She takes care of me every day. She wakes up in the morning, gets out of bed early, and takes me to go potty. When she lets me in, she gives me a treat to warm up my belly. She remembers that it was a lot of hours ago that I ate last. That is why she gives me the treat. Then, she makes sure I have food and water. Sometimes, she makes me a special breakfast. She will make me a Manny pancake, so I can eat what the People eat. I like them best when she puts peanut butter on them. They are so yummy!
She understands that then I need to take a nap because my belly is full. She lets me sleep and relax. If I sleep too much, though, she comes in and plays with me. She will pick me up and hug me, too. Sometimes, she dances with me in the living room and sings songs to me. She talks to me a lot, too. I try to talk back to her and say different things, and she laughs. I love listening to her laugh and making her smile.
The Mommy also takes me on a lot of walks. She takes me to the park and sometimes she takes me for car rides. We go on long walks together. She makes sure I get plenty of rest when we are walking outside when it is hot. She even brings along a water bottle so that I can get a drink. The Mommy squeezes the water bottle, and I drink the water just like the People do when the water comes out of the drinking fountain. The Mommy is so smart that she figured out that I could do that. She really understands me.
The Mommy takes really good care of me, too. Whenever I have a boo boo or a sick tummy, she takes care of me. One time, I was really naughty and ate some candy. I was really sick. The Mommy stayed up with me all night long to make sure I was healthy again. A couple of days later, I was the same old Manny. The Mommy even looks up special things to feed me on the internet, and she does her best to try to figure out what I am trying to tell her. For example, she knows that when I lick her hand that means I am hungry.
The Mommy is one of my favorite People in the whole wide world, and I am so glad she gets to have a special day. Happy Birthday to the Mommy!
What makes the Mommy so great? First of all, she is the one who takes care of me. She takes care of me every day. She wakes up in the morning, gets out of bed early, and takes me to go potty. When she lets me in, she gives me a treat to warm up my belly. She remembers that it was a lot of hours ago that I ate last. That is why she gives me the treat. Then, she makes sure I have food and water. Sometimes, she makes me a special breakfast. She will make me a Manny pancake, so I can eat what the People eat. I like them best when she puts peanut butter on them. They are so yummy!
She understands that then I need to take a nap because my belly is full. She lets me sleep and relax. If I sleep too much, though, she comes in and plays with me. She will pick me up and hug me, too. Sometimes, she dances with me in the living room and sings songs to me. She talks to me a lot, too. I try to talk back to her and say different things, and she laughs. I love listening to her laugh and making her smile.
The Mommy also takes me on a lot of walks. She takes me to the park and sometimes she takes me for car rides. We go on long walks together. She makes sure I get plenty of rest when we are walking outside when it is hot. She even brings along a water bottle so that I can get a drink. The Mommy squeezes the water bottle, and I drink the water just like the People do when the water comes out of the drinking fountain. The Mommy is so smart that she figured out that I could do that. She really understands me.
The Mommy takes really good care of me, too. Whenever I have a boo boo or a sick tummy, she takes care of me. One time, I was really naughty and ate some candy. I was really sick. The Mommy stayed up with me all night long to make sure I was healthy again. A couple of days later, I was the same old Manny. The Mommy even looks up special things to feed me on the internet, and she does her best to try to figure out what I am trying to tell her. For example, she knows that when I lick her hand that means I am hungry.
The Mommy is one of my favorite People in the whole wide world, and I am so glad she gets to have a special day. Happy Birthday to the Mommy!
Sunday, July 17, 2016
The Park Is My Place
Yesterday, I got to go for a walk with the Mommy, and she took me to the park. I love the park! It is my special place. Every time I go there, I meet a new friend, see a new butterfly, or find a new area to sniff. Going to the park is the best.
Whenever I go to the park, I am pretty friendly to the other dogs. I see them on their leash, and I nod my head at them. It's like they are saying, "So they let you out of the house today, too, I see." The other dogs sniff back. A lot of them will pull on their leash so that their owners will stop and let them play with me. Sometimes the owners let them play with me for a long time. We will sniff at each other, play bark, and even roll in the grass together. There is hardly a dog I have ever met that I didn't like. I don't care what size a dog is, I can be friends with them. Big dogs, little dogs, long hair, short hair, young, older, I like almost all dogs. Still, there are a few dogs I can tell right away that they are not nice. They act a certain way or do mean things or my instincts tell me there is something wrong. When I see those dogs, I either stay away from them, start barking at them, or pull on my leash to tell the Mommy, "let's go".
When the Mommy and I start walking again, I quickly forget about the doggy and move on to the next thing. Usually, it's sniffing a new spot. It seems like every few feet at the park there is something new to sniff. I can smell other dogs, cats, rabbits, food, people, rain....all kinds of interesting smells are there! I even have stopped to sniff sticks to see if another dog was playing with it.
One thing I don't do when we go to the park is walk through water puddles or the mud. I don't like getting dirty paws. That's the worst. When the mud dries, it gets stuck between my toes, and the Mommy has to clean it out for me. That hardly ever happens, though. I like to stay out of the mud, too, because I don't want my beautiful white fur to get dirty. If you have been paying attention, you know I always like to look good.
Whenever I go to the park, I am pretty friendly to the other dogs. I see them on their leash, and I nod my head at them. It's like they are saying, "So they let you out of the house today, too, I see." The other dogs sniff back. A lot of them will pull on their leash so that their owners will stop and let them play with me. Sometimes the owners let them play with me for a long time. We will sniff at each other, play bark, and even roll in the grass together. There is hardly a dog I have ever met that I didn't like. I don't care what size a dog is, I can be friends with them. Big dogs, little dogs, long hair, short hair, young, older, I like almost all dogs. Still, there are a few dogs I can tell right away that they are not nice. They act a certain way or do mean things or my instincts tell me there is something wrong. When I see those dogs, I either stay away from them, start barking at them, or pull on my leash to tell the Mommy, "let's go".
When the Mommy and I start walking again, I quickly forget about the doggy and move on to the next thing. Usually, it's sniffing a new spot. It seems like every few feet at the park there is something new to sniff. I can smell other dogs, cats, rabbits, food, people, rain....all kinds of interesting smells are there! I even have stopped to sniff sticks to see if another dog was playing with it.
One thing I don't do when we go to the park is walk through water puddles or the mud. I don't like getting dirty paws. That's the worst. When the mud dries, it gets stuck between my toes, and the Mommy has to clean it out for me. That hardly ever happens, though. I like to stay out of the mud, too, because I don't want my beautiful white fur to get dirty. If you have been paying attention, you know I always like to look good.
Monday, July 11, 2016
I Have A Job, Too!
The People are always talking about going to work or working. Today, though, the Mommy is on this thing called vacation. I guess that means she doesn't have to work at her desk, but she still does all the other work that the Mommy usually does. Except, today, she actually took a nap with me in the afternoon. Taking naps with the People is the best! I get to snuggle up by their legs, and we have a snore fest. Then, we both wake up and yawn at the same time. I usually win the yawning game because my yawns are the biggest and the longest!
I guess I can say that I "work" too. I protect the People by barking at strangers who come to the house. I also am their therapist that they tell their problems to. And, I am a comedian sometimes and make them laugh. I also have this blog that I write in all the time. Trust me, it's a lot of work to come up with these ideas some days. Other days, my life is pretty exciting, so it comes easier to me.
I also have this job of being friends with the neighborhood animals. Don't tell anybody, but I am the dog who watches over a bunch of cats in our neighborhood. I watch the cats playing outside. If I hear any other dogs barking or growling at them, I give them a bark back or a Manny look. Then, they stop. Actually, one day there was a kitten on our back patio. Another cat was hissing at the kitten. I stood up for the kitten to the other cat, and the other cat just looked at me and walked away. Everyone was happy and played together after that.
I will say that I do not work too hard at being friends with squirrels. I can't be friends with everybody. Plus, their high pitched squeakity squeak bothers me. They also think they are so cool running up and down the trees. I just roll my eyes at them and say "squirrels, you bore me with your silliness." Then, I do my job of snuggling with the Mommy or the Daddy.
I guess I can say that I "work" too. I protect the People by barking at strangers who come to the house. I also am their therapist that they tell their problems to. And, I am a comedian sometimes and make them laugh. I also have this blog that I write in all the time. Trust me, it's a lot of work to come up with these ideas some days. Other days, my life is pretty exciting, so it comes easier to me.
I also have this job of being friends with the neighborhood animals. Don't tell anybody, but I am the dog who watches over a bunch of cats in our neighborhood. I watch the cats playing outside. If I hear any other dogs barking or growling at them, I give them a bark back or a Manny look. Then, they stop. Actually, one day there was a kitten on our back patio. Another cat was hissing at the kitten. I stood up for the kitten to the other cat, and the other cat just looked at me and walked away. Everyone was happy and played together after that.
I will say that I do not work too hard at being friends with squirrels. I can't be friends with everybody. Plus, their high pitched squeakity squeak bothers me. They also think they are so cool running up and down the trees. I just roll my eyes at them and say "squirrels, you bore me with your silliness." Then, I do my job of snuggling with the Mommy or the Daddy.
Sunday, June 19, 2016
Happy Daddy's Day!
Today is one of the best days of the year because it's Daddy's Day! I get to celebrate the Daddy and tell him how I great I think he is. In case you didn't know, he is pretty awesome. That's where I get my awesomeness.
I want to tell you about the day I first met the Daddy. It was his idea to get a dog...me. He took the Mommy to a farm. When they got to the farm, Daddy said that the first puppy that came up to him would be his new puppy. I saw the Mommy and Daddy, and I went up to them right away. I could tell that they would love me better than anybody. The Mommy even sat down on the floor and played with me and my brother. The Mommy wanted to get us both, but the Daddy said no. He was only getting one puppy that day. I was the lucky puppy!
The people from the farm gave the Mommy and Daddy some papers, and the Mommy and Daddy took me home with them. I rode home on the Mommy's lap and Daddy drove the car. Back then, I didn't know how special car rides were, so I didn't like it. I was really scared. That was the day they adopted me. I am so special to be adopted and have the People choose me to be part of their family.
When we got home, they had all kinds of special toys and dog things for me. Then, I got to become part of their family. They all love me so much, it's hard to say which one I love the best. But, even the Mommy admits, that I would not have blessed them with my presence if it wasn't for the Daddy.
Today, on Daddy's Day, I want to thank the Daddy for giving me a special home where I am loved and hugged a lot.
I want to tell you about the day I first met the Daddy. It was his idea to get a dog...me. He took the Mommy to a farm. When they got to the farm, Daddy said that the first puppy that came up to him would be his new puppy. I saw the Mommy and Daddy, and I went up to them right away. I could tell that they would love me better than anybody. The Mommy even sat down on the floor and played with me and my brother. The Mommy wanted to get us both, but the Daddy said no. He was only getting one puppy that day. I was the lucky puppy!
The people from the farm gave the Mommy and Daddy some papers, and the Mommy and Daddy took me home with them. I rode home on the Mommy's lap and Daddy drove the car. Back then, I didn't know how special car rides were, so I didn't like it. I was really scared. That was the day they adopted me. I am so special to be adopted and have the People choose me to be part of their family.
When we got home, they had all kinds of special toys and dog things for me. Then, I got to become part of their family. They all love me so much, it's hard to say which one I love the best. But, even the Mommy admits, that I would not have blessed them with my presence if it wasn't for the Daddy.
Today, on Daddy's Day, I want to thank the Daddy for giving me a special home where I am loved and hugged a lot.
Sunday, June 5, 2016
My Basket of Toys
I have a whole basket of toys in the living room. I like to play with them all the time. In the basket are tennis balls, bones, my "babies"...which are once-stuffed dolls, and squeaky toys, too. My favorites are the tennis balls, bones, and my babies.
Whenever I want to play with one of my toys, I walk over to the basket and pick it out with my mouth. Sometimes, one of the other toys are on top of it, so I have to move the other toy out of the way first. If I can't do it by myself, then I get the Mommy to help me.
I like playing with the tennis balls a lot. I toss them up in the air with my mouth, and then I try to catch them. I usually miss. Other times, I will push it with my feet and chase it. I also like to throw it across the room with my mouth, and then I run and get it. The Mommy thinks it is super funny. It's funny, until she has to get it from behind the furniture. Then, she doesn't like that. I do throw it behind the furniture sometimes so she will play with me. It's more fun to play with your toys if you have someone playing with you.
Of course, I love playing with the bones, too. I mostly chew on those. Sometimes, I share them with the People. Then, the People pretend like they are eating the bones, too. It is funny. I like when they do that, because I feel like they understand me. Also, I get to share something with them. At night, I will put my bone on the Mommy's blanket so she knows she is as important to me as my bone.
At night time, I also like to sleep with one of my babies. They used to be stuffed toys, but I took the stuffing out. I do that when I am acting ferocious. I show those toys who is the dog boss! I also take out the squeaker right away, because it is annoying to my little dog ears. I don't think dog toys should have squeakers in them. After the stuffing and the squeakers are out, the toy is perfect for me to play with. I can hug my babies, carry them in my mouth, and even pretend they are part of my group, too.
Whenever I want to play with one of my toys, I walk over to the basket and pick it out with my mouth. Sometimes, one of the other toys are on top of it, so I have to move the other toy out of the way first. If I can't do it by myself, then I get the Mommy to help me.
I like playing with the tennis balls a lot. I toss them up in the air with my mouth, and then I try to catch them. I usually miss. Other times, I will push it with my feet and chase it. I also like to throw it across the room with my mouth, and then I run and get it. The Mommy thinks it is super funny. It's funny, until she has to get it from behind the furniture. Then, she doesn't like that. I do throw it behind the furniture sometimes so she will play with me. It's more fun to play with your toys if you have someone playing with you.
Of course, I love playing with the bones, too. I mostly chew on those. Sometimes, I share them with the People. Then, the People pretend like they are eating the bones, too. It is funny. I like when they do that, because I feel like they understand me. Also, I get to share something with them. At night, I will put my bone on the Mommy's blanket so she knows she is as important to me as my bone.
At night time, I also like to sleep with one of my babies. They used to be stuffed toys, but I took the stuffing out. I do that when I am acting ferocious. I show those toys who is the dog boss! I also take out the squeaker right away, because it is annoying to my little dog ears. I don't think dog toys should have squeakers in them. After the stuffing and the squeakers are out, the toy is perfect for me to play with. I can hug my babies, carry them in my mouth, and even pretend they are part of my group, too.
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