So...

I might start blogging again, whatcha think about that, pups?

I'm going to space!!!!!!!!

Andandand here's me with one of my purchases...

It's aliveeeeee...

...and by "it" I mean me!

My surgeries went a-okay. Here's me as soon as I got home. See how weird I look? Mom says that's 'cause of the anesthesia. I don't like anesthesia muchos.


We're still waiting for the pathology results on the bumpy thing they removed so paws crossed those results are normal.

I was sooooooo out of it the past few days...like super ultra mega out of it. I ONLY wanted to snuggle and sleep on the couch OR go outside and leave eight million peemails all over the front yard!


Like I said though, I'm all better now. I went back to the doctor and got my bandage changed this morning and then I'll go back on Wednesday for one more change and theeen a few days later I'll get to have these stupid itchy stitches taken out!!!!!

So to celebrate me being all un-anesthesia'd, I took Mom shopping for Black Friday. Look at all the goodies we got!!!! Hehehe.

I needs some helps.

Soooo...I haven't bloggied for a long time but I need some help.


See, I have a weird cyst bump thing on my front paw that is driving me CRAZY!!! So I'm gonna have surgeries on the 23rd to remove it and then they're gonna cleans my teeth and take some x-rayz of my knees and hips.

My mama is SUPER worried about my surgeries. She thinks I'll chew out my stitches. And while she's already checked that the vet lady won't be using Ace (Acepromazine) on me, she's still realllllllly worried. So this is where I need the helps.

What can I do to make my mama realize I'm a big girl and a tuff cookie and I'll be just fine? What did you do to your hoomans before you had surgeries to make them calm down? Oh and what treats taste extra yummiez after surgeries? Hm, hm?

My inquiring Gucci girl mind wants to know.

Where in the world is Gucci...the boxer??!?

Hi hi hi!

Don't worry pups, I'm still around. Mom and I have just been reallllllly busy!

We moved so Mom could be closer to her day job and family. Sorry blog packers, I think my blogging days may be over.

I kinda post on twitter sometimes.
http://www.twitter.com/guccitheboxer

If you want to keep in touch with me [or my Mom], twitter is the best way to go for now...until the next pawesome social networking site arrives. :D


xxxoo.
gucci.

ps...
Does anyone know what happened to Ben the Rotti?

Today has been pawesome!

The weather here is supersuper nice again. Sooooo super nice that I didn't want Mom to miss out on any of it so I woke her up at 6:30am!! Itsok, I let her take a nap after breakfasts. After the nap we went for some loooooooooong walkies action and guess what?!? OMD! The baseball field wasn't being used so I got to run around the entiiiiiiiiire field. Only for five minutes though, but I think that was more than enough time. Here's proof hehe...
The reason I only got to run around for five minutes was because if I ran around for any longer I was gonna be late for my appointment at the Fur Factory! Yup, your girl Gucci has a groomer now because I don't like Mom giving me manicures. She should give me treats, not manicures! While I was getting my spaw treatments Mom went and hungout with my bro Bernie! I'm sure he missed me.

Sooo now I'm a pretty perfumed pupster. Seriously I smelll soooooooooooooooooo good. I bet my Chefster can smell me all the way in Canada...that's how strong and yummiez this perfume is. Momma is loving it and the squirrels are staying away, as they should!!

So we came home and I deemed it naptime. I don't know why Mom put this stupid green blanket on the couch. Um. There's no pillow on that spot. Silly hooman. Would she lay where there was no pillow? Doubt it!

Sweet dreams blogpack!!

I feel pretty.

1.) The l'il hooman boy who called me a cow's dog is super nice. He tells me all the latest gossip. I'll try to get a picture of him one of these days. No worries though, he is no where near as handsome as my Cheffie Weffie!

2.) Apparently I look good for my age. Three people the past two days have said "aww...is she a puppy??!?". Mom said next time she's just gonna go along with it.

3.) It's finally getting kinda warm here which means I get super extra awesome long walks!! This morning I got a 45 minute one! I told Mom that I wanted to pretend like I was on top model so she took some pictures for my portfolio.

I was kinda camera shy at first.

Then I made my best pouty puppy face.

Sniffing for squirrels.

On the prowl.

Mom calls this area 'squirrel alley'.

See my lady-like paw whilst I ready
myself to pounce on a squirrel-y?

Here's a close-up hehehe.

I'm settling in.

So I'm totally loving my new apartment. There are tons of paths and trails and lakes and things here. I've met lots of reallllllly cute l'il kiddo hoomans. Like this morning, I was walkin' with Mom and a family was walking their dog. The l'il boy hooman was so cute so I decided not to try boxing their lab.

The l'il boy is petting me and petting me and petting me.
Then kiddo says, "HEHEHE SHE LOOKS LIKE A COW!"
The Dad asks, "What did you say buddy?"
The kiddo says, "I saaaaaaid she looks like a cow."

Then I boxed the lab for a few seconds and we kept on walking.

SERIOUSLY?? ME? A COW??????

I know I'm on a diet 'n all but I've lost a lot of weight running up and down the THREE FLIGHTS of stairs and getting half as much food as I used to [rescue/vets orders- not Mom's idea].



Really though...I don't look like a cow...do I??

I'm not lost!

Mom and I are in the process of moving. Alsooo...blogger is kinda tough, to use, sometimes. I've got a page on facebook now and you can find it by clicking right here!!

So now you don't hafta be all super sneaky and log out of your hooman's stuff just to comment on my blog and whatnot. You can just hack into their facebook. Hehehehe. I ♥ being sneaky.

Anyways, moving is super stressing me out (Mom too). Any tips on how to help me adjust to my new apartment?? I'll be the only pupster living there!! I HAVEN'T EVER BEEN THE ONLY PUPSTER LIVING SOMEWHERE!!!

♥I miss you guys.♥♥
Hopefully I'll be back to blogging regularly soonish.

Whooooooooooooa.

I am so so so out of the loop with all my blog packers and it makes me super sad!

Here are some updates in Gucci's World-
-I had a fantastic Christmas with my l'il bro Bernie and our pawrents and their pawrents and our uncle Pete
-I looooooooooove my Mom's Mom and Dad...Mom's Dad has been giving me lots more pets lately and I love it!!
-I brought in 2009 with rawhides and gave my Mom a kiss at midnight
-My Mom's hockey team is soooo good (MVP! MVP!!) and I've been supporting them tons! So much for hating hockey hehe.

-The USPS messed up my Mom's stamps order so our cards are just being mailed out this week but you will get them soon, pawromise!

Sooo...

I'm really super sorry I haven't been around but I hope you still wanna be my friend (especially my Chefster, I'm sorry I have been neglecting you, my boxerboyfriend, but I will make it up to you hehehehe ::guccigirlgiggle::).

Leave me a comment and give me some updates because googlereader says I have like 2398472304982374 posts to read and I gets too sleepy...zzzzzzzz. ♥

OMD!

It's Christmas Eve!!

Here I am on Santa patrol...


I hope you and your hoomans and friends and families all have happy and healthy holidays!!!

Sorry if you like Pittsburgh

...'cause I sure don't!



You can also watch the video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hW2EVCTopzM

An open letter to my boxerboyfriend.

Dear CheffyWeffy,

I am sorry that my hockey team beat [read: shutout] your hockey team.

Really though...I didn't watch the game, I watched for my Mom to come home.

If it is any consolation, not only did we lose by the same score to Columbus last night but my football team just lost to Mitch and Maggie's football team.
It was a tough one to watch, but I watched nonetheless.

Please don't be mad at me darlin'!♥

xxxoo.
gucci.

Today I am being thankful for

...my Mom and the many rescues who took care of me until my Mom found me, the people who make Blue Buffalo, Santana Moss, Mom's Mom and Dad for pupsitting me, my boyfriend Cheffy, the Washington Capitals, greenies, all my DWB pals, GMU basketball, stuffies (with and without squeakers), Volkswagen vehicles, peanut butter, my new brother Bernie.

Speaking of Bernie, we had a good play sesh today!!!

Bernie told me lotsa secrets.

Mom took some low-quality videos of us and put 'em on my youtube.

My Mom is a dancer.

I don't know if you pups know but my Mom is an Irish dancer. She has crazy sparkley dresses and competes for trophies. I looove when she practices because she keeps her arms down and it's the perfect time for your girl Gucci to sneak up on her for a l'il boxing action. I boxed her during all of her dances yesterday except for one...




Ohhh andddd...Mom got me new treats!! She also got me this Kong thing that I can only have in my crate but it's so so so fun that I don't mind. I actually sat in my crate working on getting the treatie unstuck for no reason yesterday. Here's proof-

Mom got surprised today.

Mom was looking for pictures of boxers named Gucci on google today to see if she could find puppy pictures of me. Well, she didn't find any puppy pictures, but Uncle Erik did find this...


There's an entry from December 2006 saying I was three then, so that means I'm five now.

Mom's sad because she thinks that means she has two less years with me. Stupid woman doesn't realize I'm immortal...does she really think she could live her life without me? I know she couldn't possibly do that...when I wake her up at 4:30am on Saturdays I know she's super happy and craving Gucci kisses. That's why I pounce on her a million times. I wouldn't do it if she didn't enjoy it so much!!

So Mom e-mailed that rescue asking if they had any information stored about me somewhere so we'll just hafta wait and see about that...I don't remember much about that place other than it's a few states away from where I am now.

So much for liking hockey.

Woe is me. First intermission and we haven't scored yet. C'mon Caps, I want some treaties!

Whoa...whoa...whoa. What was that Mom?

No hockey game treats left?? Only training treats and crate treats?
Pffft...fineee...I didn't want to watch the game anyways! Not like I was prepared with my horseshoe and Slapshot or anything.
Whoa that commercial looks weird in the picture.

Oh and get this, the dog park where we live is closed until December 1st.

THIS IS NOT A GOOD DAY FOR YOUR GIRL GUCCI. :(

Maybe I don't hate hockey afterall.

Despite my previous posts about hating hockey, I may be changing my bark. Mostly because Mom got me a stuffie version of Slapshot. I only get Slapshot during road games or when Mom comes home from a game. He's a handsome 'n snuggly l'il fella and I LOVE HIM!


Look at my empty bed in the corner. I haven't slept there in weeks! Snuggling with Mom and kicking her if I dream of chasing squirrellies is more fun.
It looks like I'm sleeping, but I'm really not. Gotta keep an eye out for anyone putting "the biscuit in the basket."
Tonight Mommy's Capitals played in Anaheim. Actually they're still playing and that means I get to stay up past my bedtime!! YAY FOR TIMEZONES!!! Also, YAY FOR MOM GICING ME A TREAT EVERYTIME THE CAPS SCORE (so far we've got six goals...9:54 left in the third). Hehehe.

Oh yeah, do you know what this is??!?

Yup. Vanilla Milkshake. There's a man who comes to our door with 'em on occasion. Usually he brings a pizza too. I wish I had a milkshake man of my own. My Mom is being very Lisa the Mean-esque and not sharing. Not even after I've been cheering on her team. Hrmpfh.

Also, BERNIE SAYS I AM BEING LAZY WITH MY BLOG. Silly boxerboy has NO IDEA how much energy it takes to be as pretty and as cute as I am on a daily basis. Sometimes I am so exhausted there's just no energy left for your girl Gucci to post on her bloggy. SO TAKE THAT BERNSTER!

Evidence.

I forgot to mention before that l'il bro Bernie was at the meetup too, but he was too busy getting hugs from strangers to hangout with me. Anyways, so far there's only been one meet up picture posted that I can use as evidence, but it's a pretty good one. Here's a bunch of pups playing.


If you look close in the upper right corner you'll see Mom and I being pretty and then there's ...THE DEVIL DOG!!
I did some investigating while Mom was at work and discovered that annoying pup's name is Dallas. Here's a photo from his meetup profile.


Suddenly it alllllllllllllll makes sense.