The lil girl downstairs

We got new tenants downstairs. The guy has a shop that sells car accessories. He has a wife and an amazingly cute daughter. The lil girl and I took an instant liking towards each other the very first time I saw her. And she is so much fun. She wants to play with me but when I go near her, she climbs on top of any human around - just like a little monkey. Now I have never seen monkeys but that is what sissy says. 

I keep hearing her cry downstairs, "Dolee Dolee". I like the way she says that you know. And her mother comes at times too. She is a sweet woman. She pets me and keeps telling mommy how cute I look tee hee. 

So the other day granma and Aunty had come to visit us and aunty got this little girl upstairs and fondled her and played with her and took pictures of her. The girl too liked aunty very much and started coming up more often. She'd sit by the door step or peep through the window and call out my name, 'Dolee Dolee". And I go crazy with excitement because I know just what is coming. Mommy would open the door and she'll climb on mommy's shoulder like a monkey and I'll try to grab her leg. Its like that game where your human suspends a ball by a string and you try to catch it. Boy!!

Oh there she is again, banging on the front door yipeee. "Dolee Doleee", mom open the door woof woof woof....whine whine whine, MOM OPEN THE DOOR !! 

The little rascals

Sissy fussing over Tinda

Lots of things happening around here. Tinda, mommy's and daddy's favoritest kitty has been missing from quite sometime now. I'll tell you about Tinda and her gang of kitties-the little rascals sissy and I would like to call them. Their cat mummy used to frequent our house and I hated the sight of her as she used to hiss at me and smack me across the face and all that. Then she had kittens and daddy got them all in a sieve. My I had never seen anything tinier except for the rat in the shoe rack.

The big cat with the kittens

The little rascals sun bathing

 One day I heard a lots of mews outside the kitchen door. The big cat had got the very very tiny kittens with her and they were all mewing outside the door. Mummy was very excited and she gave them all lots of milk much to my displeasure. I told her not to, but she wouldn't listen to me. The cat and her babies came home every morning and night. The mews were pretty annoying I must say. By and by the cat left the kittens and went to find greener pastures. The kitties lingered on mewing day and night. I wanted to have a closer look at them but mom was scared if I might eat them up, the way I did to the crow hee hee.
There was this tiniest of the kittens - mom named her Tinda because the kitty's face looked like a Tinda ! My my! She was the most charming of al the kittens and no matter how big the other kittens grew, this one remained dwarfed. And mom fussed over her all the more because of that.
The second mom would try opening the kitchen door, they'd all tumble inside. Sometimes they sat on the window sill and watched mummy cooking or tease me from there since they knew i couldn't climb that high grrrr !
All of a sudden, couple of weeks ago, Tinda goes missing. She hasn't come back to this day. One of the other kittens got adopted sometime ago (we think). Mom was and I guess is still pretty worried about Tinda. She keeps calling sissy and telling her that she just wants to see Tinda once to know that she is hale and hearty. Whatever !
Pssst... one of the other kittens is pregnant now. So that means more annoying mews to come shortly grrrrr

How do I climb the window now !!

oh and the other day, one of the kittens sneaked in to the kitchen and I chased him up the shoe rack. He hissed and snarled at me and I barked my head off and then mommy had to come and carry me away to another room while this fella escaped. i think he was the same guy who was sitting on the window sill the other day, didn't realise the window was open and fell onto the work area HA HA HA too bad i missed it.

When mommy first carried me

Mommy used to have a phobia for dogs. She once almost squished my older brother between the door when he was a puppy. It was daddy who got me home. Mommy always was scared to even look at me, I guess some people are that ways. When I used to try pouncing on mummy to play with her, she used to scream with fear and that only got me more excited. I used to try snuggling next to her feet or climb on her and she used to shoo me away.
I loved playing on the terrace and mom was also scared if some big bird might carry me away. She did love me even though she was scared. Once I went to the terrace without her and got underneath a few dirty boxes. She looked for me everywhere and couldn't find me. She got very worried and thought some bird had definitely carried me away - I was very tiny you see. To add to her fears, it started raining as well. Then she heard me whimper from behind the boxes. She called out to me, but I didn't know how to get out. She then bent and picked me up like I was a dangerous thing waiting to eat her, and she took me inside. I wagged my tail and thanked her with my eyes. That was when she realized how cute I was. She picked me up, gave me a bath and never let me down after that.
And now, she can't sleep unless she cuddles me. I have to be around her at all times else she panicks and then she hugs me and kisses me and feeds me yummy food and plays with me and calls me sweet names. Life turned even more happier for me.

Mommy n me happily ever after

That is puppy power !

My poem to everyone I love

If I go to sugar candy mountain,
Would you go with me?
I'll wait for you by the fountain,
Beneath the cherry tree.

I'll send my guardian angel to you
To take care of you for me
And to protect you from all dangers
That you may fail to see !

I'll strew your path with buttercups
And tulips and lilies
And treat you to dollops
Of sweet smelling treaties.

And when I set my eyes on you,
I'll yelp and lick and whine.
I'll bounce and wag my tail too
From one to a zillion time!

And i'll lead you by the paw
To explore the enchanted land
I'll show you things you never saw
And play with you in the golden sand !

And when you grow tired my love
I'll cuddle you close to me
With angels watching us from above
Happy forever we'll be !

My other trips

I had two more trips. Both by trains.
The first one, I was not allowed to travel with my mommy n daddy since I was a big boy. So they put me in a doggy carriage. My god, it was so scary. I thought my parents had forsaken me. I was put in a cage and there was this big dark man to watch over me. He was sweet I must admit. He kept giving me treats but I kept barking the entire night. Horrible I must say. It was very very very scary. The train kept shaking and it was dark and dingy. I wanted to jump out. Finally I saw dad peering at me and he got me off. i was still scared. I just wanted to go back home. Couple of days later I did go back home, but it was again in that scary box and I hated it.
The next time we travelled, dad booked us a coupe on the train. So I was with the both of them, but it was still very scary. The noise that the train made and the way it shook beneath my paws. Poor daddy didn't have a wink of sleep all night, he kept cuddling me. We reached this place and my human sister was there to receive me. They put me in a car, I sat on my sister's lap and kept peering out of the window. That was a little comforting, but I needed to know where was I being taken and I kept feeling insecure if my parents would leave me some place. I knew they wouldn't but hey I am a puppy and I have my fears. So then we reached this big building, my sister's apartment, the minute they let me out of the car, I could smell other dogs. There was a place in the lawn for doggies to poop. Dad took me there for a walk and I pooped. We went into the house, it was no where like my house. It was small and the windows were all very high.I sat under the chair or the bed all day and slept under the bed all night. I was scared to sleep as well, I kept opening my eyes to see if my parents were still around. I lost my apetite and my humans had to force feed me. And very often they used to leave me alone in the house and go out. They came back soon though. They were sweet enough to leave the balcony door open for me so I could look out. They took me for walks so very often, I simply loved walks. There were so many things to sniff around, so many children running around so I could bark at them. But appetite was no where to be seen.
Again I was loaded into the coupe with my parents, I could smell myself there, it was the same old coupe I ha travelled in earlier so I felt a little comfortable. But still I was dying to go home. After a very looooong journey I finally reached home. Phew ! A dog's life !

The time I caught that crow !

I love watching crows and chasing them. But they've always been too quick for me. They flap their wings and fly away. They've always been creatures of awe and surprises to me. Once a crow came into our kitchen and mommy called out to me. "Dolu Dolu", she screamed. I ran to my damsel in distress. I saw the crow flapping its wings and flying away through the window. "Wait till I get you", I thought to myself.
Couple of days later, mommy and I were watching TV when I heard a little noise in the kitchen. I slowly looked in the direction of the noise and guess who was searching for crummies on the kitchen floor? The crow. I ran quick as lightning and before the both of us knew it, the crow was in my mouth. I was surprised and pleased with my achievement. I shook my head from side to side in pride. Mommy came screaming at me. She held my neck and said "Droppit droppit droppit". I didn't droppit. She gave me a little whack and when I opened my mouth to tell her to go away, the crow dropped limp. Mommy carried me and ran out of the kitchen closing the door behind her. I just couldn't understand what she wanted. Just two days ago she screamed out to me to come and rescue her and today when I had caught the villain she wanted me to let go of him . Crazy woman. Women are by far crazy I tell you. They never know what they want.
After some time she slowly went into the kitchen to see that the crow had painfully dragged itself out and was lying there unable to move anymore. Dad came in the evening and gingerly put the crow outside.

A little later we heard more noises and went out to see. The crow was lying on the roof - still unable to move and a cat was sneaking up to the crow. Mommy threw water on the cat and the mean old cat slunk away disappointed. Mom left the lights on the whole night and dad kept going and checking on the crow giving me angry looks everytime. Mom kept saying "Imagine what could've happened had I not caught him on time. There'd be bloodshed everywhere in my kitchen".I felt very uncomfortable. I shifted uneasily in my corner and gave them side gazes. Then I sat near their legs and gave them sorry looks and even asked for tummy rubs. Mom can never resist my soft under. Nor can dad. They came to terms with me soon enough.
The next morning the crow was nowhere to be seen. But mom was scared to leave me in the kitchen and go to work. So she left me open in the house while she closed the kitchen door. So I was free to roam around the house all I liked but no access to the kitchen or balcony or any open area. It was so boring.
A week later we saw the crow. It had broken a leg and couldn't keep that leg down and had lost a few feathers near its neck. Apart from that, it was fine. Mom gave me an accusing look again. I didn't bother this time, c'mon the crow is fine so let ME be !
That was my biggest goof up hee hee. But after that  I have only grown naughtier. Mom says I am like Benjamin Button. The older I grow the childisher and cuter I become. Hee hee !

Catch ya'll soon again !

My likes and dislikes

Ok I've got to tell you all about my likes and dislikes. I of course love mommy, daddy and sissy the most in the world. Next in line comes ice cream. I simply looooooooooove the cold and creamy taste in my mouth. I love chicken, eggs, chewies, Springos (my new found love. Thank you Pedigree), toys, squeakies and all fun things. I love to flaunt my bark. Like some people say, yes my bark is worse than my bite, though I never bite. I hate curd and rice. Used to love it, but I am bored of it now. I love tummy rubs. I hate baths. That is a different story all together, will come to baths shortly. I love running on the terrace or front yard or back yard or anywhere bark worthy. I love sleeping on mom's and dad's bed. I hate being disturbed when I am sleepy. I don't like to be locked up or asked to move from one room to another when the maid comes, and oh yes I DESPISE the maid. I love kids. They are lots of fun especially when they scream at the sight of me hee hee. Oh the list is never ending. You'll come to know about it as you get to know me better !

My first long journey

Mommy has a lot of relatives. People kept coming often to see me and I loved them all. Ooh dad's sister too, I loved her so much. So then once a bunch of relatives of mom came and she put me in a big blue cage and took me into a big car. I was scared, very scared. I had travelled in cars before, but not in a cage. I wasn't sure what was happening to me. Mommy sat beside me the whole time, but still I wanted to know what was happening. We travelled for a long long time - about 6 human hours. We stopped in between a couple of times so that I could take a little walk or go for my pee. It was dark before we reached the place. You will never guess who greeted me at the door - my human SISTER ! I was so thrilled and yes I right away pee'ed on her. I ran around the house sniffed every corner and it was nice. That night I slept in my cage. Yeah it was pretty lonely and I kept calling out to mommy and my sister. A little after dawn my sister came and took me out of the cage and put me in the balcony. I ran about quite a bit and stretched my little legs. But then after that, I don't know why, I guess the people in the new house weren't too comfortable with a puppy in the house, they first locked me up in a dingy bathroom, I cried and cried for long, my sister felt very sorry for me and let me out. Then they tied me up in the backyard. There were so many ants. I missed my house very much. I wanted to go back. Finally the next evening mommy gave me a good bath and put me in my cage. My sister also sat in the car with me and we went to this place where there were lots and lots of people and lots of noise. Everybody pointed at me and said, "Puppy puppy". We got into a very long thing - train I learnt its name later. Mommy placed me on a high bed and she sat beside me. I opened my eyes couple of times at night to ensure mommy was beside me, and everytime I saw her I slept again peacefully. What a relief it was to see Daddy waiting for me at the station the next morning. I licked him all over and tried telling him what happened, but he never understands puppy. However, the silver lining was that I reached my house and ran about sniffing the old familiar smells, barked at my crows and squirrels and slept very very peacefully. Phew !

My human sister

Dad and mom both work. So they used to lock me up in the closet so that I do no mischief. But then mom realized that the closet was too congested for me, so she left me in the bedroom. i didn't like being locked up the entire day. I never ate my food while they weren't at home and one day I just got so irritated that I pooped on the bed. Mom was very upset. So she started leaving me in the kitchen. She left the back door open so I could sit and watch the birds and squirrels and all that. The cat wasn't around back then. I'll tell you more about the catS later. So then on one of those days, mom and dad left me as always and went to work or so I thought. It was getting very dark and I wondered where could they be. I heard the door and stood on the kitchen door (its half transparent, so if I can stand on my hind legs I can see all the way till the front door) and saw dad enter. He came running and let me out. I ran out and what do I see? Another human in the house. I dunno why but I took an instant liking towards her. She crooned to me like I was her baby. I ran around her legs, she picked me up and kissed me. I was so excited that I pee'ed all over her. She sat down and I just didn't know what to do, I put my head over her feet and sighed ! I loved her immensely. She wouldn't put me down after that. I too loved being carried around by her. She was so warm and sweet. She slept along with mom and dad in their bed. I sleep in the same room too. I came next to her and whined for me to be picked up. She cuddled me for a while and then put me down. When ever she got up to use the bathroom or drink water I followed her like a love sick puppy. I was and still am a love sick puppy around her. I simply loved her cuddles. And I loved eating from her hands. When mom and dad went to work they didn't lock me in. My human sister and I had fun all day playing and sleeping and eating. But then she had to go back from where ever she came. I was so sad when she left that I didn't eat the whole day. Little did I know that she would come often to see me.
The next time she came, after about a month or so, i went crazy with joy. I again pee'ed all over her. She got me some treats. I loved digging my nose into her bag. It smelled so good - her scent was all over. I wanted to get into her bag and just cuddle there all day, but there was an even better choice, I could cuddle next to her all day. I didn't want to be away from her even for a second. When she went to the bathroom or took a shower I patiently sat by the bathroom door and waited for her to step out and I would pounce on her and lick her and she would laugh and give me more cuddles. Aah ! Her visits were true bliss. Of course mom and dad are great too, I prefer them to my sister any day. I hate it when dad goes to work, I try to bite his shoes and tear his bag, but hey that's just me - wanting to be the center of attention all the time. Some more coming up pretty soon !

My first rain

Hello everyone. Y'all sleep good? Good good. Sleep is very important. Helps u stay focussed when you must. Look at me, I sleep at given point of time. I know a lot of humans complain that they don't sleep good. Lemme tell ya peeps, the secret to sleep good - zero thoughts. I know its difficult n all, but once u get the hang of it. I mean, just when you've turned off the lights, snuggled into bed, thrown the covers over you, shut your mind completely off. Or even better, my big sister tells us that when ever she doesn't feel sleepy, all she does is close her eyes and keep imagining that she is falling down a tunnel, a dark empty tunnel unlike the one in Alice in Wonderland. Keep imagining the fall and you never know when you fall asleep.
Phew, its finally raining here in Chennai. For a very furry dog like me, Chennai heat can be a real trouble. Kills one's appetite. That reminds me - It was one very humid day, I was still a puppy.Mummy jumped up and ran outside in the backyard. I love outsides, front yard, back yard everything. So I dashed out behind her. She was taking off the clothes from the line and something fell on my little head. I shook my head and looked up, and more of it fell. WATER ! I couldn't imagine who was pouring water over me. And it smelled and tasted so good. I opened my mouth to catch some. It wasn't like a heavy downpour, just a few sprays. Soon enough it started to tickle me and I pranced about. Oh it was beautiful. I looked up with my mouth open and tried catching a few drops of water. They were very teeny drops but it certainly was fun. Then mommy ran back inside calling out to me. I ran to the front door. The wooden door was open but the netted door was closed. Enough for a curious little puppy like me to watch the glorious rain. So that was when I started warming up that place with my fat bum when ever I get the opportunity. I simply love to sit there and watch the wonderful things that go about on the streets.
I am still sitting there and looking out. Its fun really. And its raining ! I hear too much of rain's not good either. So lets all hope for a decent shower and - uh oh did I say shower too soon. I can see mommy pick up my towel and go to the bathroom. Time to hide under the bed. Catch y'all laters. Buh'byeeeeee !!

My first encounter with dangerous food

I remember so clearly when these incidents happened. Mommy wouldn't let me into the kitchen. So I used to sit by the door and watch mom and dad eat or just talk at the table. And slowly, very very slowly I used to wriggle my way into the kitchen. Suddenly mommy would notice and chase me away. But later she gave up trying to chase me. I mean, how sadistic is it to keep a tiny pup like me out of the kitchen when there are the most heavenly of aromas coming from within? I love to put my paws up on the work area and see how mommy brings out these aromas. I used to be too tiny back then and my nose hardly reached the workarea when I tried standing on my hind legs. Now I am a big boy and i can sniff all the way across the work area.

Once I was sniffing around the kitchen when something on the floor caught my attention. I sniffed at it. Smelled good. It was thin, long and black. I simply had to taste it. And the minute I bit into it, horror of horrors, that thing stung my lil pink tongue so bad, i spat it out instantly. I hit it time and again with my paw and barked at it and gave it a piece of my doggy mind for trying to hurt a poor pup like me. Later mom laughs hysterically and tells dad that I bit the stem of a chilli. So that was what it was ! I never even look in the direction of a chilli anymore.

I hadn't learnt my lesson well enough. I simply had to have a bite of what mom or dad were eating. Mom was eating something round and green the other day. I put my paws on her lap and sniffed at it and gave her the oh so famous bambi eyes. she tossed that green thing to me. I didn't even sniff. I just bit into it. It was so sour that I again hit it and told it to stop harassing me. That was a sour grape. I totally empathise with that poor fox now ! I have grown extremely choosy and scared of my food now,  I don't eat it until and unless I sniff it a lot of times.
More of my puppy adventures coming up. Hang on !

My first new home

Hello everyone,

I am Dolu, a very cute four year old Spitz. Well I will be four this October. My parents got me home when I was barely a few months old, like in the picture, smaller still. I felt at home almost immediately. I remember I ran around sniffing my new home. And then yes, the first thing I did was piss. I had to mark my territory you see, mark this as MY home. I licked every speck of dust like it was the yummiest treat ever. And I had loosey that very evening. My parents rushed me to the doggy doctor and he said "he's a baby and he doesn't know what's good for him. So don't let him lick". I got my first dose of nasty pills and syrups to stop the loosey. My mommy was at first too scared to even touch me. She always had a phobia for dogs. But now I am her favouritest of all in the world. More stories coming up. Stay tuned !

My mommy and me