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Muffin's Bide-a-Wee
Muffin (a.k.a. Muffy, Muppy, Muppledeedun, Mupplestilskin, Tubby, Devil Dog, Lug Nut, Chubbawumba, Spawn of Satan, etc) was born December 11, 1998. She came to take over our household on Sunday, January 31, 1999. Resident canines, Carmen and ChiChi, had already been softened up to the idea of another dog, specifically a puppy, by visits from my daughter, Shannon's, Chinese Pug Odo. Muffin made her household CEO status clear from the beginning, but practices a sort of benign tyranny unless challenged. She quickly learned the layout of the house and the location of the food jar and her toys. Having a somewhat diva-ish temperament, though, she found it constraining to have only certain things designated as "chew toys", preferring to think of anything she can get her mouth around (and, in the case of the sofa, a few things she can't actually get her mouth 'around') as falling into that broad category. It's obvious how her philosophy opens up the possibilities, isn't it? She considers Carmen her best bud and ChiChi a really fun guy to chase (he just can't seem to figure out that if he would stand up to her the way Carmen does, he wouldn't have to be constantly on the run). She's a joker and a clown and has such a happy, sunny disposition that everyone who meets her loves her. But don't tell her that. She likes to think of herself as a lean, mean fighting machine and takes a serious approach to the proposition that she rules the world. She's totally in the dark as to why everyone else won't just happily let her boss them around.
"Okay, I have a squishy face. And your point?"
7 weeks old
"She's such a squirmy worm!"
Christy and Muffin7 weeks old
"The hot dog in Hollywood this year is the comely Bulldog, seen here on Rodeo Drive with equally-hot young starlet Stephanie"
Stephanie and Muffin7 weeks old
"And I'm supposed to do WHAT in this wet, nasty grass?"7 weeks old
"Okay, I'll marry you when I grow up, but I'm going to be 4 times your size. Do you have a plan?"
Stephanie, Shannon (holding Odo and Muffin), and Christy7 weeks old
Muffin, doing her 5 minute version of "See what a good girl I CAN be?"9 weeks old
"Now I lay me down to sleep... where's my ball, can I have a drink of water, will you stay with me just till I go to sleep?"9 weeks old
"Am I cute, or what?"9 weeks old
"MY ball! I had to fight the chair for this and I'm not giving it back."9 weeks old
"I don't KNOW how I got up here. You mean I'm not supposed to be up here?"9 weeks old
"Sheesh! You'd think I have fleas or something."Carmen and Muffin9 weeks old
The end of another perfect day.Carmen and Muffin9 weeks old
Busted!ChiChi and Muffin9 weeks old
"I was just sittin' here bein' good. HE did it."ChiChi and Muffin9 weeks old
"Help, Carmen! They're holding me down and I can't squiggle!"Wesley (with manly forehead bandaid), Christy and JoelleMuffin-3 months old
"Don't mess with me right now. I have to teach this sockey a lesson it'll never forget."3 months old
"You? The Devil Dog? Maybe in some alternate universe. I love you, but get a grip, Tub-o"Muffin and Carmen3 months old
"Did somebody say McDonalds?"3 months old
Me and MomI'm 3 months old; Mom's a smidgen older, but there's noooo need to go into THAT
MOI, by myself (Yo! Miss Piggy! Eat your heart out, Girlfriend!)Her Imperial Tubbiness at 3 months old
"I try and I try and I try to be good, but life is just one disaster after another, isn't it?"4 months old
"Yippie ti yi yea! It's April, I'm 4 months old and Carmen and ChiChi can't hide from me up on the sofas anymore. Life is GOOD!"
"You talkin'a me? Are you talkin'a ME?" Muffy does DeNiro, Versions 1 and 24 & 1/2 months old
Please sign my guestbook, please, please, please. Pssst, I love to hear how cute I am. But only if it's the truth, of course, and why wouldn't it be?
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