Puppy Life
My life started where they filmed the first Hunger Games in Hildebran, NC. There sure were a lot of people there and we were
so happy that our town had been chosen. I was not asked to participate though because I was too young.
I think I would have made the movie more intesting. Can you imagine me with a bow? Hehe I would definitly win.
Now don't get the idea that I'm stuck up, because I'm not. In fact, I was the runt of my litter and I had to fight hard to survive. Once my adopted parents "rescued" me, things changed fast. Instead of a horde of puppies, I had to contend with a giant puppy named Jackson. He was no trouble though. I just ran under his legs. You should have seen the look of surprise on his face! I zipped to and fro with abdandon finally free of the human vehicle. I like playing with Jack, whom as you can see, doesn't quite know how to handle me.
I didn't just like playing with Jack though. There were all kinds of toys and bones to play with.
While I did have fun with toys, I really enjoyed dragging a small rawhide off to the corner where
I could properly gnaw on it without Giant Jack getting too curious about the fun I was having. To
make it easier for me to hold my parents put the slim rawhide in a Kong toy. I never could get the
smallest part of the rawhide because it was hidden in the Kong toy. Grrrr! Mission Impossible!
After all of that play, you know that every princess needs her beauty sleep and I was no different. I'd like
to credit sleeping with helping me grow into the beautiful lady I am today. Not yoga, not exercise, not WeightWatchers.
Sleep. I can already hear all of the haters out there saying that can't be. Grrrrrr! You don't want to see me without
my proper sleep. Ask any beautiful lady and they'll agree.
Adult Life
I grew up fast and soon I was getting into situations that were questionable. Environmental factors were to blame
I think for my rebellious behavior. My parents thought differently though and I would be corrected in the most piteous
ways. Look at this picture. Being clean is akin to being a princess but I didn't ask to replace the Downy bear!
You might be wondering what the red stains are under my eyes. They're called "tear stains". No, no, not from puppy
abuse! This is a natural way of expressing minerals and proteins in Maltese. Some show people use antibiotics to
get rid of the stains, but my parents have us on a special diet to keep us from forming crystals. By the way, Blue
Buffaloe is really really tasty but it made me and brothers sick from all the excess protein. I don't miss that
stuff anyway. What the vet doctor lady put us on
is much more tasty and my parents say we're healthier now. I must admit to losing some excess weight (sleep is what
did it I think) and my tear stains are gone.
That's pretty much my life in a nutshell. I reign supreme over my brothers Jack and Atlas. I have a nice spot that I like
to watch what's going on outside. Which, off topic I know, actually shows me some pretty crazy things that people do. For
instance the guy across the street likes to drive his big (dad says it's called a semi) off the road and almost into
our territory. I tell him everytime where the territory line is but I don't think he can hear me over that semi thing. I
don't like it. It's too big and scary sounding. Jack says we have to protect our territory though and once I sound the
alarm, they both come running to help me out. My parents don't do anything though. I think they're deaf. If they didn't
have us around protecting our territory I'm pretty sure we wouldn't have anything left.
Thank you for visiting my first HTML5 page. I have been working hard on it night and day. Mostly night. Have you ever
tried to type on these things? And the mouse thingy. I'm a dog, so how does that even work for me? I'll tell you now that
it doesn't! Do I look like a cat to you? Think carefully. I like shoes as much as the next woman♥... Sometimes I wish I
was a cat. Then I think that if I were a cat I wouldn't be doing an awesome website. I'd be too busy telling the world
how awesome I am right before I get possum slapped. Have you ever seen a possum slap? It's not pretty. Then again,
they're not very pretty to start with. I digress though my dear readers. Until next time, this is Princess Echo signing off,
saying I'm much better looking than my brothers...and smarter too! ♥