Monthly Archives: March 2013


I have a twitter. My Uncle Edward set it up for me. I don’t know what a Twitter is to be honest. At first I was excited. I thought it was some kind of bird. I looked and looked, but no bird. I was disappointed. It has to do with the Internet. You can see how often I get to use the iPad and I can’t reach the computer.

My people says we will have to learn how to twitter together. We will have to see. If you want to see it it is @tasmanianyorkie. It doesn’t have much yet so you will have to be patient.

Life is hard

Today I received a terrible shock. Uncle Edward brought home two more dogs! Their daddy is very sick and in the hospital and their mommy wants to spend as much time as she can at the hospital. They need someone to take care of them. I can understand this ’cause I remember the times that my people was in the hospital. It was an awful time for me. So I am trying to be kind.

Tristan is happy because Tyson is his best friend and they can play together. He likes Tyson’s sister, Dolly, too but she is older and doesn’t play very much. I don’t understand playing. No one played with me when I was younger so I think it is a bad thing for dogs to play. I always try to stop the other dogs when they play so that they don’t get in trouble.

The really bad thing is that I have to guard my food and treats from six other dogs. When I was little I didn’t get much to eat and I was hungry all the time. Things are a thousand times better now, but I like to save some of my food and treats for later. Some one is always finding my stash and eating everything so I have to protect my food. This was difficult with four other dogs, it is impossible with six other dogs.

My people likes Tyson and Dolly and is glad that they are here so they can be taken care of until their daddy is better. Their daddy and Uncle Edward have been best friends since they were five. My people says that their daddy is her other brother.

My mommy says that she loves all the other dogs, but she loves me and my older sister, Samantha the bestest. I guess life isn’t that hard after all.

Tyson and Dolly


Cats over here, cats over there, cats everywhere. I don’t like cats. They are a pain and we have too many of them. They want to cuddle with my people and sleep with her. She is my people and I don’t want to share her with anyone especially cats. The only thing they are good for is to chase. That is fun, but mom always yells at me when I chase the cats.

Today the wind blew our front door opened and then we couldn’t find one of the younger cats. It made my people very sad. She kept wandering around the house trying to find Whisk. She was almost in tears cause she couldn’t find him. He finally showed up and my people was so happy.

I guess cats are okay if they make my people happy. I still don’t like them. Dogs are better.