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A House is Not a Home without a Bichon

Hi! I’m Poochie, a bichon frise. I am five years old, and I love my family!

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I enjoy spending time with my family, but my mom likes to take pictures of me.

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I love when mom plays her instruments. Sometimes it’s the violin, and other times it’s the ukulele…

IMG_4382And grandma likes to paint. After she finishes a new painting, she tries to take pictures of it. With me modeling! I like having photoshoots. 🙂  #tbt (That stands for Throw Back Thursday lol) to when I got shaved.

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My family is usually busy with things.. Grandpa has work, Grandma does painting and cooking and cleaning, Uncle goes to school, but then he usually has a lot of homework, and Mom also goes to school. But once she finishes her homework, she’s either playing the violin or on her phone. Usually on her phone. So I always keep it positive and play by myself when I get bored..

IMG_5533My family does show their love for me, though. Grandpa likes to play with me once he gets back from work. Grandma occasionally pets me for about three minutes straight. Uncle really likes to play with me. And Mom and Uncle give me baths. Mom feeds me and walks me (But Grandma also does that.) I am glad that there is a family that loves me enough to adopt me. Then again, A House Is Not A Home Without A Bichon. 

 

Ocean Beach = Doggie Beach

 

A day in the life of Pooch… It was the head of the house’s forty something birthday and we decided to drive the Pacific Highway Coast til we get tired. We were beach hopping. First stop was this beach, my happy place called Dog Beach (Ocean Beach). A little trivia about this beach: It’s one of the first official leash-free beaches in the United States (according to Ocean Beach San Diego official website). Woohoo! Everybody’s having a great time here. But before I have my great time, they would not let me go around unless I pose for them. So here it is, with this giant umbrella that resembles my grandma’s color wheel. Maybe she would paint me sometime. Hmmm. What do you think? Look at me, I don’t have a leash and I am just obeying them to stay put and smile for the camera. I am a good boy.

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After striking a pose here and there, they let me be free but with one condition, no barking! I should be friendly with people and with pets like me. By the way, I heard Zena (my doggie friend neighbor) sometimes visit this beach. I hope one day we could see her here. It’s gonna be paw-some fun!IMG_2355You see, I am the youngest member of this family and they won’t let me be alone in the house on this special day. They love to play with me while the mother of the house is busy with photographing our moments together. They want me to play catch but sometimes I am overwhelmed with so many things. I want to chase other dogs and I want to run freely as fast as I could. 
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This doggie beach is perfect for pets like me. I just love going here. People and dogs like me co-exist peacefully and wonderfully here. What a wonderful world! Woof! Bring me often here. DSC_0271

I am Poochie

Hi! My name is Poochie. I am a Bichon Frise, which is part of the Poodle family, so I don’t shed. I REPEAT: I DO NOT SHED! I am a male dog. Just saying. I am 5 years old, but I got adopted when I was 4 years old. This is the blog about my life (that my mom knows about). Before I was adopted, I stayed at the Chula Vista Adoption Center. Then one day, me and all the other dogs there got put into another place, which is my mom’s church. Her church holds dog adoptions a few times a year. The time I got adopted was really special, because it was the month of Mom’s birthday, and I got to celebrate it! 😀 Anyways, when I was at the church, someone put a blue and black sweater on me, plus a vest thing that says: ADPT ME. I didn’t know exactly what was going on though, but when I saw her, I wanted her to be my friend! Like how I always want to be everyone’s friend! She kept petting me, and stroking me, and was talking to this older man, which appeared to be her dad. I don’t remember the exact thing, but here is what I remember, Mom: “Blah blah blah something I really like the dog…” Mom’s Dad: “Something words words blah words?” Mom: “YES!!” Anyways, Mom seemed really happy, but at the time, she wasn’t my Mom. Now she is. After I heard her excitement, she had to go, for now. I was sad to see her go, but she came back and took me home! The other pictures will show times of fun that we had together.

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This picture reminds me of how boring it was to wait for Mom to come back from this place called “school.”

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This was the time Mom was getting ready for her birthday, and I was entertainment for her friends! Sort of.

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I love to play with my mom, but she sometimes takes it a little overboard. Okay, a LOT overboard. Mom, I am a boy! I don’t need sparkly, pink, toy hats!

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Sometimes, when Mom is at “school” I work out with my Grandma. 🙂

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I have only gone camping once before, but I want to do it again! Even if it’s annoying to have to wake up Mom. Come on! Wake up!

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Mom, Uncle, and I make a pretty good orchestra. Don’t you think?

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I’m getting tired of blogging. How does my grandma do it? Can’t I just nap?

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Fine. I will continue. Anyways, Uncle likes to take pictures of all sorts of things. Like this one:

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Finally! Mom gave me some “boy style” clothes! So, how do I look?

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Hey, Mom? Am I done with this blog? Am I? Please say yes! Please say yes!

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Sorry, everybody, but I’m done blogging for now. See you next time! Now, I need to find a place… to… nap… *snore*

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