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I met my cousin Baron last weekend.  He’s a Doberman Pinscher. He just moved here from New Jersey.  I always heard that Dobermans are tough and that people from New Jersey are tougher. So I was a little worried about meeting Baron. 

Nalla, Simba and Baron

Well, he may be tough, but he’s no match for me. I scared the pee out of him.  When he saw me walk through the front door he peed and ran away. I wasn’t even trying to scare him. I guess I just look tough. He and I are about the same size, but I’ve got that macho thing going on, you know.

Baron’s alright. He’s a nice guy. Once we established who the Alpha was, we got along quite well. I couldn’t always understand what he was saying though because he barks with an accent. And he kept saying “fugedaboudit” whatever that means.

Simba and Baron

While I was at his house I noticed he doesn’t have his own door to go outside to the potty. When he wants to go out he has to tell his mom & dad and they take him out. Can you imagine that? I can’t. I’d sooner go on the floor in the house… Oh wait, I do that anyway. Well I’d do it more often. When he comes to my house I’ll show him my door and tell him to ask for one.

Baron and I will probably be spending a lot of time together now that he’s living here. I think we’re going to be good friends.

This was the best Christmas ever! I got a lot of Christmas presents from all over the world.  I got presents from my cousins in New Jersey, my grandparents in Pennsylvania, our Nanny and of course Santa Paws up in the North Pole. I even got presents from people I never met who work with my Mom. I must be really special. Here’a a picture of Nalla and me with some of our presents.

Nalla and I would like to thank all of you who sent us a present. For those of you who didn’t, it’s never too late. Feel free to send toys and treats any time you’d like.

Simba and Nalla with Santa Paws

I can’t believe it’s almost Christmas. Time seems to go by so fast. It has been three months since my last blog post. I’ve been so busy I haven’t had time to write. Let’s see… my birthday… Nalla’s birthday… lots of people came to visit… Next thing I know, it’s Christmas! I’ll catch up on that other stuff someday. But for now, let’s talk about Santa Paws.

Mom dressed us up in Christmas clothes and took us to see Santa Paws at PetsMart last Sunday. He looked a little different than I remember from last year. He’s wearing glasses now. I guess he’s getting older. I hope he doesn’t have trouble reading his naughty and nice lists. I’m on the nice list so I’m going to get lots of presents. Guess which list Nalla is on. I told Santa he can give me dried liver, stuffed pigs ears, meat-flavored rawhide and just about any other yummy treats he can find. He said he’ll see what he can do. Funny, he said that last year too. Here’s a picture of us with Santa and another picture of us at home in our Christmas clothes.

Simba and Nalla - Christmas 2009

I like dressing up. I didn’t always, but when I do, everyone tells me how handsome I am. Well, duh! I just don’t understand why I need to wear a shirt for people to notice that. So now I like getting dressed up. These outfits are made of that red fuzzy stuff Santa wears. Santa said he loved our outfits. He asked if we want to go back to the North Pole with him and be Elves in his workshop. Yeah, right. As if I’m going to work. I might damage my manicure. I didn’t tell him that ’cause I was afraid he’d move me to the naughty list. So I just said, “Maybe next year, Big Guy.”

I feel bad for Nalla. She’s just going to get a lump of coal for Christmas ’cause she’s so naughty. She’s always chasing me and biting my ankles. I can’t even go to the potty in peace. As soon as I come back in she’s waiting to attack me. If we both get treats, she swallows hers quickly then tries to take mine. And although she’s much better, occasionally she still has that pooping problem. But naughty or not, I have to admit, she does look cute in that red dress.

Well this has been an exciting few weeks.  Last week my cousins Christina and Jessica came to visit us.  They were here for a few days.  I’m not really sure how many; I still have that counting problem.  We had fun playing and running around the house together.  Nalla had fun with them too.  This was the first time she met them.  She played squeak the toy with them.  I, of course, am too old for childish games like that.  After all, I’m going to be three years old soon, so I have to act my age.  But I do enjoy a good tummy rub on occasion… ok, all the time.  Nalla and I put on some of our favorite outfits to meet them when they arrived.  Here’s a picture of us.

The day after they left, my two other cousins, Jennifer and Danielle came to visit us.  Nalla never met them either.  Nalla likes to play fetch with them.  Me, I’m soaking up those tummy-rubs.  Life is good!  They have been here for a while now.  I wonder if they’re going to live with us forever.  That would be nice.  They play with us all day when mom and dad are at work.  Miss Nadene our Nanny hasn’t been coming around lately, so I’ve been wondering if our cousins are going to be our new full-time nannys.  That would make sense, since we Pomeranians require a lot of attention.  I guess I’ll just have to wait and see.  I just hope Miss Nadene doesn’t stop coming to visit us though.  Nalla and I would miss her. 

Almost forgot to mention… Nalla’s birthday is this Friday.  She’ll be one year old.  I think I heard we’re having a party for her.  And where there’s a party… there’s treats!