Mummy's at it again

Oh Goodness ya'll!!! Save me! Mummy has been fixated on cleaning cleaning before grandpappy arrives to stay with us. She got the carpet shampooed and now no one can walk ANYWHERE in the house with their shoes on and she wipes up my paws EVERYTIME I go out. EVERY SINGLE TIME! Please help me!

Mummy dusts and dusts and sneezes and then this weekend she'll tackle the guest room/office/storage room and get it all pretty and homey for grandpappy. She said he's on oxygen now and that I need to be extra careful around him.

These humans are strange creatures.. I wish it wasn't Thanksgiving or whatever! Then Mummy is normal and the place is a mess and we run around the living room and dance and Mummy tries to sing while I run away from her!

Picnic Pages

Visiting Aunt Manda and Uncle Roy

Mummy and Daddy dropped me off at Auntie Manda's today! Yippee!! I get to have my very own sleepover with Cypress and Rascal! Their food is just so different and oh so yummy! It's okay if they eat from my bowl too! I do so love my Uncle Roy. He gives me lots and lots and lots of treats!!

Pool Time

After a couple weeks of hot hot hot outside, it’s now raining like crazy. Mummy can’t take me on my nice long walks for a little while.
I sure do love my walks. Sometimes Mummy brings my ball and I just play and play and play while she reads book.
These other dogs came at me the other day and it was very scary. I missed Jackson cause he always protected me from other doggies that bothered me. I growled and cried but they wouldn’t leave me alone. The owner finally got control of them and took them away. Very traumatic for me.
Jackson’s owners said Max is gonna be here soon! Yippee. He’s a lot of fun even though he barks a lot. Mummy likes to go pick him up and bring him over to play. I’ll show him how I play with my beach ball.
Oh! I almost forgot to tell you. Mummy and Daddy took me swimming and they played with my beach ball. I didn’t know what was going on so I circled the pool over and over again. Then this other guy brought his dog. She was a red heeler named Wendy. I was not interested in being friends with her. Instead, I hung out with her owner and sat on his lap for like… an hour! Needless to say, Wendy was very mad at her owner. I’m the queen. I do what I want. I sure do. Yes, I do.
I did fall in the pool and Daddy rescued me. I wish he would let me show him I can swim.
Mummy had to give me a bath of course and I was none too pleased with the blow dryer. It’s almost worse than the vacuum.

Last night

Yesterday Mummy cleaned and cleaned and dusted and even brought out my biggest enemy in her cleaning rage... the vacuum! Daddy washed all the sheets and everything... But.. since Daddy didn't have time to give me a bath, Mummy did not want me sleeping in the bed! How rude!
I slept in my little house.. then I moved to the couch. I was so dejected. I was oh so unhappy. I sure hope Daddy gives me a bath today!

Donate!

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Happy Easter!

Poor Little Sahsha's birthday

Poor Little Sahsha's birthday came and went without a lot of fanfare. Easter has always been very special to us, so she'll have fun when we go to Natchez this year and she can play and Mummy and Daddy will make her a wonderful basket full of goodies and an easter egg hunt sure to keep her entertained and busy for hours.

My little house is a collapsible one, kinda like a pop up hamper. Yesterday Mummy came home and was not pleased at all that I jumped on it and collapsed it. She didn’t pop it open for me again. She was even more upset that I got into the kitchen towel Trudie got for us and ate a hole in it. She said, “How you make your bed, is how you’re gonna lie in it.” I didn’t even get the peanut butter on the bone treat this morning.

:: sigh::

I think I’m supposed to be learning something… just don’t know what yet.

New Friends

I made a new friend. On Saturday morning, a little kitty cat came to our patio and camped out for awhile avoiding the rain. She had pretty red rhine stone collar but no tag with contact information. Mummy put out a little blanket for her and some food and I was not pleased. Eventually I learned she was a friend and we played and played and played. Then the kitty went away. Must have went back home. I miss my little friend very much. Then yesterday, I learned to play with Boomer! It was great! Mummy and Daddy were very proud of me! It was great. Boomer’s still a puppy, but no match for me!!! I can still outrun him any ole day! He chased me in a circle and I faked left, then I faked right and took off.

Hiatus

Blogging at this time will be on a hiatus as Sahsha's Mummy & Daddy deal with a family crisis. Thank you all in advance for your prayers.

My First SuperBowl Party!

My Celebrity Look a likes!

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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!