dori2

    I was so tiny in the beginning. Everyday was a constant struggle for me. I would get pushed away from a nipple or smashed. I always ended up at the bottom of a puppy pile. Believe me though, I was warm. Breathing didn't much matter to me then. Just as long as my little body could stay heated. There was even times I felt heat coming from the blanket below me.
     In the few days that followed, I experienced my first trip to the vet office. I went in for the removal of my dew claws. Good thing to! I have heard of some of my ancestors getting them caught in things or stuck on something and they get ripped clean off. OUCH! I don't even recall mine being removed. I just know they are not there now. It had to of happened before my memory started developing.
     The picture above is taken just a few days after our births! I can't write an auto-biography without so many pictures of myself. There is only a few of us pictured there that I can see. I wonder where the rest of us are? Hopefully, mother isn't laying on any of them. Surely not! Did you know that my human parents actaully slept in the whelping box with us for nearly two weeks. Talk about protection, we had it from our mom and our human family.
     The days seemed long and our futures were not quite certain. Unfortunately, we lost one at birth. The very last one was still born. A few weeks later we lost another. It was white and was unable to see or hear. It would be extremely cruel to have let it live. So, my human family did what was best and laid her to rest.

    This is one of my first solo pictures. Ah, the memories it brings back to me. Funny how you humans manage to capture moments in time with that funny looking box attatched to your face. I know, I know, it is a camera, but, if you ask me, everytime it goes to your face I almost pee on myself wiht humor. Why else do we cock our heads so many which ways. We are examining how silly you look. And that you do!
     Like I was saying, the memories. Back before I was brought to Indiana. I lived in an 27 foot trailer. It was my mom and the seven of us pups. We actually lived at the end of the trailer. A couch used to sit there, but our human mommy removed it for us. Just so we could have the room. How nice of her, huh? It was a make-shift whelping box that did us good. I don't think our mom liked it though. She was always going in and out. Worse than a brand new yo-yo on a human child's finger.
     The first time I was able to see it scared me. Things around me began to be bright. I couldn't distinguish objects very well. I could tell what they were there though. Only becuase it formed shadows. Each day they opened more and more. My sense of smell was becoming very strong. I could tell the difference between my mom and my human mom. Oh and how I wished it wouldn't pick up the scent of my brothers and sisters. C'mon who was supposed to clean us anyways?

Slowly, I began to hear things. Loud things, quiet things, and things I didn't really hear, more so felt in the ear canal. When I could, I would drag myself further away from my mom. I was getting stronger too. My legs would start to get under me. My vision and hearing improving. Boy, this world was mine to explore! I can't believe I almost passed up the opportunity. This was just one of the many things I would learn from this world. You humans have it easy.

Look at me here. Or can you find me? I know I look just like a toy. Funny, I now eat what I resembled then. Wait, wait, I am getting a head of myself. Back to the trailer.
Eventually, all of us were sort of nipping at each other. Bickering over who had more milk. Who slept next to mommy the most. The typical puppy stuff. Humans came and visited us. Many different varities of you people exist, quite impressive, for such a dull species.

Here is my famous "Loch Ness Monster" shot. See the fuzziness. A tourist took this shot while I was trying to escape. It was sent in to NASA. The picture, as evidence to my existence came back inconclusive. Shows what the government knows.