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.

Mom cheated on me yesterday.

Mom went to the boxer rescue again yesterday. Dianne, the lady who runs it had double knee surgery [she didn't want to have surgery twice] soo she needs lotsa help. I only found two pictures on her camera phone thing this time.

Here's Sonny & Cher, I posted about them before...

This is Vox! He's not for adoption, if he was Mom said I'd have a new brother. One of Dianne's own boxers, Axel, is really sick with cancer and the chemo isn't helping much. A local breeder heard about Axel and gave Dianne and her husband the choice of any of the boxerboys in their most recent litter, and she wound up with this charming devil of a pup!!
She only took pictures of these three boxerkids, but I sniffed about nine different doggies on her. Next time Mom pleeeeeeease take me!!

I'm gonna post a guestlist for my pawty over on the right side of my blog. Keep an eye out!!







BEAT THOSE COWGIRLS!!
HEHEHEHE.

Well, well, well...

I didn't get to go to the rescue, but I did manage to distract Mom and make her forget her camera before she left hehehe. HOWEVER, I forgot about her camera phone thing.

(Gucci's Mom here, these two were saved from a kill shelter in Southern Virginia, named Sonny & Cher, they are such a cute pair and are kept in the same crate because they are desperately attached to eachother. They snuggled up together in the crate and it was cuteness to die for! It's also crazy that there's no food agression between the two of them, especially since they are each atleast 20lbs underweight.)

Mom said these were the only two pictures she took there because I'm much prettier than any of the other boxers and she said she didn't play with any of 'em or give any treaties out.



mmMhmm! I sniffed her like crazy and knew she was lying. I smelled a 5.5 month old flashy brindle boxerboy named Vox, a young fawn pup named Mollie, a chillax fawn named Houdini (Mom says he escapes for any crate you put him in), a crazyyy boxerboy named Chance who barks and barks and barks. Oh oh and I smelled a sweetheart brindle named Belle...Mom and Uncle Erik said she reminded her of me...NO WAAAAY MOM I'M THE BEST BRINDLE BOXERGIRL!!!


Oh well. Mom said she might take me to the petstore today. I've been telling her I need to do some shopping for my boyfriend.

I heard a rumor today.

The lady that runs the boxer rescue Mom found me at is having double knee surgery soon! Mom talked to her and so tomorrow Mom and Uncle Erik are going over to help take care of the pups and stuffs and I DON'T GET TO GO!!! Mom said I would be a distraction and that I might get jealous of her spending so much time working with other dogs. YA THINK??!?

So instead I get to sit at home and wait and wait and wait and then sniff her like crazy and then look at all the pictures on her cammie and be jealous.

Sooooooooooooo HEY MOM!!!! I'm gonna be jealous no matta what so you should probably just take me...'specially since I heard about Dianne's new puppy! Hehehe Dianne is the lady who runs the rescue and one of her own boxers, Axle, is really sick (cancer) and his body isn't liking the treatments at all and one of Dianne's breeder friends gave her a boxer puppy. His name is Vox and he is 5.5 mos old and a sweetheart and I want to meet him!!!@#!

So MOM...TAKE ME PLEEEEEEEEEASE...I'LL BE SO GOOD, EVEN AROUND THE GIRL DOGGEHS!! PLEASE MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM??!?!?!?!?