Mischief Mondays #1

Hey Mama, what is that you ask? Oh yes these are your underwear on my nose, your clothes were just so warm when you took a shower, I’m not sure how it got on my nose. Sorry ’bout that.



Mom Left Me!

So mom went camping without me. It’s possibly the first road trip she’s ever taken without me. It was all planned out for me to go, but after discovering that Texas heat (averaging about 100 which feels like 115 with humidity) + no air conditioner for 3 days + a spoiled dog. She decided that it was probably a bad idea to take me along.

So Mama went without me and even though I miss her a lot, I get to stay with Grandma, Big Mike and Aunt Kait. They always play with me, give me treats and even chase after me when I run after new friends. Plus mom likes it cause she gets picture updates of me so she knows I’m alive (and she says I have separation anxiety).

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Why aren’t you here to play with me mom?

I miss you Mom!

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Sebastian’s Fashion Tips: Never let a friend do your Hair

Mom has a lot of free time on her hands waiting for graduation, so she has been going through old photos, most of which are me (what can I say I am just so photogenic). She came across the first time I got a Mohawk so here is the origins of the Mohawk which translates to – never let a friend do your hair.

This is what happens when you give a college kid a dog.


Thankfully after a couple of weeks Mom had it fixed at the groomer and it has been my fashion statement ever since.

Tail of Love

The best thing about having a best friend with a pet is that those of us who are pet-less get to enjoy all the benefits of having a cuddly puppy around without the dirty work.  When Madi first sent some pictures of a very tiny baby Sebastian, I knew I was about to become one of those lucky best friends.

He arrived in College Station a tiny, incredibly hyper little ball of fluff.  He didn’t appear to like me very much.  But, having been given the responsibility that comes with the title “aunt”, I knew he would learn to love me.  I’d do whatever I had to do to make this tiny puppy, full of love for my best friend want to cuddle with me while we watched talked about life in her living room.

This process proved to be difficult.  I wasn’t around enough to earn the amount of love that I wanted from him.  Sebastian had standards, and with my tight schedule and his need for attention, we always seemed to be missing the mark with each other.

Things finally clicked for us in January of 2012.  I was back in Texas for one week to move all of my things home to Boise.  The decision to transfer had been made quickly and quietly and Madi had asked me to dog sit Sebastian before she knew I was leaving.  Knowing this might be my last chance to really woo Sebastian, I agreed.

After a painful few hours of packing I drove, miserable and wishing my best friend was here with me to help with the packing production, to her house and parked in front of her door.  As I slipped inside the front door, careful to make sure Sebastian wouldn’t try to escape, I saw there was no need.  Sebastian lay, with his sad, morose eyes staring back up at me, motionless on the floor.  It was as though without Madi, Sebastian knew there was no reason to get up and excited.  He missed his mom.

And I missed her too.  This was the first time Sebastian ever cuddled with me.  He made a mournful sort of barking sound, and knowing exactly how I felt, I carried him to the couch and together we sat in silence, comforted by the contact.

Madi asked for an update on how he was and I was almost scared to send her a picture, not wanting Madi to feel bad for having to be gone from us.  But I knew, from that moment on, Sebastian and I were finally friends.  My role as aunt, while it would now have to be from 2,300 miles away.

As I sit in a coffee shop, blogging (a favorite activity of Sebastian, Madi and myself) I am missing my puppy nephew and his wonderful mother.  I can’t wait for the day that the three of us can be reunited and all blog together.

Congratulations Sebastian, on your new blog!  Thank your for writing it so your fans from far away can keep up with all your new adventures.

Puppy Love,

Aunt Liz


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Look Ma I’m not Scared of Water

Mom said that I was smelly, so this is always a good excuse to go to the dog park with water. I hate water. I hate baths. I hate wet grass. Sprinklers scare the crap outta me. I HATE WATER. So my Ma, genius that she is, has decided to break me of this fear…awesome (that was full of sarcasm if you didn’t catch it).

So off we go to the dog park and oh boy do I have a surprise for Mom! I walk right into the dog pond! (this is probably due to the fact that she threw me in last time we went).

Anywho. She is so proud and praising me and gets my ball and throws it in the water. I haven’t quite gotten the hang of taking the ball completely out of the water, I usually just drop it once I get out and it rolls back in. But hey you can only demand so much from a little dog like me. I got in the water!

Not surprising that I still hated the bath I had to take after the dog park.

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Just the usual Road Trippin!

As always this weekend included a impromptu road trip, this time with Aunt Kait. She decided to stay the night (for reasons that will not stated) and so the cuddle session, car ride and trip to grandma’s began.


As any road trip begins, a trip to Starbucks and a puppy latte (or puppyccino) for me.


I got a little car sick…Aunt Kait couldn’t handle it.

Then GRANDMA’s House!!! and sadly back home in the same day. 😦

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