Happy Birthday Daddy!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!
You’re the best ever! Your sole purpose in life is to always make sure I have tons of fun!



I couldn’t ask for a better Daddy!!
I hope you never change!
Love, Your Little Sahsha Beans!

My Name is Sahsha and I'm a ...

My name is Sahsha and I am a sock-o-holic. I just can’t stop. Everytime I see a sock on the floor I must get to it. It’s like it’s taunting me, calling out to me. Once I start chewing it, I can’t stop. It’s my comfort. It’s my joy. I go through the laundry pile looking for them. I sit and wait on the bathroom floor for Daddy or Mummy to toss them and then without them seeing me, I run off to my secret hiding place with them.


Please don't lecture, moralize, scold, praise, blame, or argue when I'm intoxicated in another sock chewing binge.

Don't lose your temper with me please. I’m just a little baby.

Above all don't run away from reality as I do. Sock-o-holism is my illness and gets worse as my pursuit of socks continues. Start now to learn, to understand, to plan for recovery. This has been a public service announcement.

BHG PROMO

We interrupt your regularly scheduled Adventures to bring you this important update:
Sahsha's Mummy, (that's me) has entered her in the IAMS' Dog Extraordinaire contest! You have to write about why your doggy is extraordinary. I entered and rambled and rambled on and on about my sweet little baby. Sahsha is extraordinary because she's turned my bitter, discouraged, hard heart into one that's sweet and loving and now tries to see the good in everyone; For that I am ever so grateful. I hope she wins! If she does, she'll be featured in Better Homes and Gardens magazine! Isn't that wild!!! Oh! That would be the best! Oh and the grand prize winner also get like $800.00 in dog food and toys. Sahsha will be in heaven if she gets any more toys! We'll have to give her her own room if she gets any more toys!! Goodness!
We now return to your regularly scheduled programming already in progress...

Sickey poo

I've been weezing and sickey poo for a couple days; The icy weather has not helped much BUT Daddy lets me sleep in the bed with him and Mummy. Mummy is always getting on me about her precious comforter. She only wants me on the sheets. Hope I stay sickey-poo for awhile. I love sleeping in Mummy and Daddy's bed.

Looking out the window

Sunday Adventure!

Daddy took me on a long walk today!
We walked and walked and sometimes we would run and run.
We ran over the crosswalk and walked over to the pond. We then ran back over the crosswalk. There were all these people on all these bicycles all over the place. Daddy would have to keep me close when he saw one of these bikers coming
We went to the park and there were kids and people everywhere. A couple of the kids came over and petted on me.
We walked and then ran through one of the trails behind the park.
We finally got home and I was so tired. Me and daddy came in to see mommy, but she was taking a nappy poo.
I think daddy is going to give me a bath tonight. I hope he does, because I am stinky poo and I secretly love my baths.

Woe to me!

OH! What a terrible terrible weekend I had!!!! It was so horrible! I got into so much trouble, with Mummy especially. The fireworks scared me and everytime I went out I couldn’t go poopies !! So… I poopied in the house last night. After Mummy yelled for a bit, I laid on her lap and looked dejected and she felt sorry for me. She even let me sleep in my crate without the door closed. Of course, I got up in the morning and decided I couldn’t wait anymore so I peed in front of her bathroom on the rug and pooppied in the living room. Needless to say, I’ve lost all my open crate privileges! Mummy even said she won’t let me sleep in the bedroom with them anymore and I’m now banished to the kitchen. What to do! What to do! Woe to me Woe to me!