Ringo is Xena’s brother. Although he Is also part rottie, he is colored like a boxer and his other part is Staffordshire terrier. He is a very sweet boy who walks slowly because he has already torn 2 ACLs. He had surgery on the first one, but he refused it this time.
Leeloo is my girlfriend. At first I thought she was my litter mate, but I guess I was wrong. Every morning I try to rape her, but she never lets me. And then we wrestle. We’ve slept together twice in the same crate, but nothing happened. I don’t understand why, but nothing did. We didn’t get a puppy. Then she went off and got her service dog certification before me. A real betrayal.
She’s leaving me for six weeks soon. This would be, as you might expect, a big bummer for me, but I’m a dog and I live in the present.
When he comes to the park, he plays with all of us very hard, and I know he loves us. We wish he would come more often. I think he loves Mommis, but I don’t mind, because I love him. He’s a very good boy. He has lots of energy, though. And I think he’s a little more low to the ground than me or Leeloo, because he doesn’t topple over as much as we do. Maybe it’s just ’cause he’s older?
Xena is a girl who thinks she is a boy. That’s partly because she belongs to Sharon, who’s a badass competitive weightlifter. Xena is part Bernese mountain dog and part Rottweiler I think, with a little something else thrown in. She takes no shit from the puppy pack (that’s me and Leeloo); she’ll jump right on us. She also lifts her leg when she pees, which even I don’t do yet.
I hardly ever get to be alone with LeeLoo anymore. Gage is always watching us and he’s so big and strong. He’s a whole month older.
OH, and I made Mommis sad yesterday. I pooped on a rug in the hall and peed on the floor in the living room an hour after Olivia mopped it. I know I shouldn’t do this stuff because then Mommis tells Uncle Max that she feels like a failure. Uncle Max tells her I’m young. Am I still young? What’s young? Does it mean my peepee leaks?
Maybe the vet can fix that!
Look at Paunnie being on good boyness. He’s just a sucker for food. But we’re out on our walk, and I resent trying to be trained on my walk. I’m not that hungry, and it’s a beautiful day.