Hippity Hoppity Here Comes Pugsley Cottontail

Happy Easter!

Easter Bunny

Remember in my last post I wrote about how electing a resident council empowers your home and neighborhood? Well, it’s time for me to form my own. I’m an only child so it shouldn’t be very difficult.

First on my list of things that need immediate correcting is the contents of my Easter basket. Actually, it’s more like the lack of contents.

I don’t see any jelly beans?

And no Peeps!

How can you have Easter without Peeps? You know, those sugary, marshmallow-like chicks and bunnies that don’t quite look or feel like food. I know this is a chick-free zone, but come on mom, where are my Peep bunnies?

peeps

And I didn’t get a bonnet with all the frills upon it. Not that I want one because I’m a boy, but still…..you get my point. It’s time to take matters into my own paws and create my destiny.

Hmm…mom just walked by and gave me a piece of chocolate covered matzoh and said we need to talk.

Hold that thought!

Love, Pugsley

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Checking In

Hi friends. Thanks to everyone who wrote and called to check on me during my convalescence. I’m happy to report that my staples were removed about a month ago and I have some peach fuzz growing back on my tummy. I even have a cool scar. Mom and I haven’t eaten chicken since the incident. This is a chicken-free zone until further notice. Other than that, there aren’t any lasting side effects that I can see.

Brawkk-AWK

Well, maybe just one annoying side effect.

Jimmy, our mailman, and some of the other kids on the street laugh at me. My bark isn’t what it used to be brawkk brawkk brawkk-AWK.

MOM, I’M DOING IT AGAIN!

The birds, however, intermittently perch on the windowsill and seem to be very confused.

Mom says it’s good for kids to be multi-lingual.

Speaking of my mom, she’s been very busy working on some amazing projects. The Philadelphia Housing Authority resident council elections have started and she loves being part of a project that empowers people to advocate for a better quality of life in their neighborhoods. The people she’s meeting and working with at the various developments have been awesome. She’s doing this under contract with the Urban Affairs Coalition and the Philadelphia League of Women Voters. The elections team is pretty darn awesome too.

Mom’s been busy building her Melaleuca business and just received a certificate for becoming a Marketing Executive III. With a few more enrollments, she’ll get to help more people improve their lives and will become a full Director. Yay mom! She’s also taking a course to become certified to teach English as a second language. That’s a lot of studying and I hope mom will teach me too so I can add another language to my repertoire. Bark brawkk-AWK.

A few Saturdays ago mom went to visit cousins Cindi, Scott, Susanne and Wylie in Alexandria. Mom said it was so great to see everyone, especially Cindi and Scott because they live in Seattle and she doesn’t see them as much as she would like. She had some leg and lower back problems while walking so she’s trying orthotics and more regular chiropractic adjustments. The jury’s still out.

It looks like a nice day today. I haven’t had much outdoor playtime because mom got a virus and was under the covers most of the week. Aunt Elly came to work on us. I watched as she put her hand on mom so I sat up and put my paw next to her hand. (I’m not making this up; I really did.) I know I’m not a trained professional, but hey, two of us feeding light and energy into mom’s body sounded like a good idea at the time. It must have worked because mom’s vertical again. And not a moment too soon….I’m overloaded on TV and no matter how many times mom rings the bell for me to bring her something to drink or to do the laundry, this isn’t Downton Abbey and I don’t look good in an apron.

ENOUGH WITH THE BELL MOM!!!!!

Here I am with my paws in my ears saying, “La la la brawk-AWK la la I can’t hear you!”

No matter which language I’m speaking at any given moment, this kid’s going to stop talking, search for a ballgame and turn up the TV.

We’ll check in again soon! Stay vertical!

Love, Pugsley