Happy Holiday's!

It's that time of the year again, and I love it. First, a couple of weeks ago, there were more people in the kitchen than usual ... and then that smell. Yum! It was turkey. I know the difference in chicken and turkey and I know that a cooking turkey and all those people in the kitchen mean it's Thanksgiving! I am thankful. I have a great family and so many human friends who love me. I could do without Monkey Face and White Beans (my nicknames for our newest family members, Raise and Mr. Re.) But even those two wild ones are beginning to bother me less. They do add a lot of great energy to the house; that used to be my job. I'm 14 now and I need more rest, so the young ones can do the speed chasing and non-stop playing. My job is to love Blondie and Brown Eyes and all our human friends, and I do it well. I love the Coo-Chee-Coo part of the holidays. I love Coo-Chee-Coo any day, but there is some special about Coo-Chee-Coo in Nov. and Dec.!

Right after Thanksgiving for as long as I can remember comes Christmas! I love that as much as Thanksgiving. I know it is that time because they bring a tree into the house and then they decorate the tree and the whole house. They play Christmas carols, they sing and they dance. Sometime they pick me up and we all dance together. The spirit in my humans is special at this time of the year. I can't wait to see how the little ones handle all this change; this is their first Christmas. They have a lot to learn. My humans put the Christmas tree on a table so they can't get to it. I am well behaved. One time in my youth, I grabbed one of those bright Christmas balls. It fell off the tree and broke, the tree almost came tumbling over on me and I got yelled at. That was enough for me. Now I just look at and admire the beautifully decorated and brightly lighted tree, like you are supposed to.
Happy Holidays to all of you humans out there and to your fur people too!

What Have They Done?

My life was perfect. I had the run of the house and the entire yard. I loved and was loved unconditionally. I got all the attention. And then, out of the blue, my humans, Blondie and Brown Eyes came home with not one, but two little puppies. They called them Lhasa-Poos. They named them Raise and Re-raise, but they would both come when either was called, so they started calling the boy puppy, Mr. Re. That took care of their confusion. Okay, I'll admit, they are cute to look at, but they cramp my style. In the beginning, they peed and pooped everywhere. Anytime, anywhere they took a notion, they would squat down and do their business. I would get yelled at if I just had an accident in the house. That was seven months ago. They finally got the idea that you pee and poop outside and they finally figured out how to use the doggie door. Blondie and Brown Eyes did realize that I needed my space so they let the entire upstairs be mine so I could get away from the wild rapscallions when I needed to. Every now and then the "kids" will get up there to bother me when I am having a quite time, but I let them know who is boss and they run back down. I didn't like the intrusion at all at first, but I'm getting used to the idea that our family has grown. As long as I can be the boss, I guess I'm okay with that. It seems that humans have a lot of love to go around.

Hi! I'm Bette

Hi all you humans! I am Bette, pronounced "Bet" like in a poker game or Bette Milder. I actually was named after the fabulous Miss M because my humans, Blondie and Brown Eyes said that I had the Bette Milder prissy prance.

I am a 13-year-old Lhasa Apsos. That's pretty old in human years, but I still have lots of energy and I enjoy life. As with humans, as I have aged , my hair color has changed and my skin has become different. I take more naps, but I can still run fast and bark loud when necessary. My nose is dry. My humans put lotions and other stuff on it, but I lick it off. I can't help myself, they have tried three different potions and they all taste good to me. I may be aging, a fact of life that none of us can escape, but I am still young at heart.

I decided to write my book, "Bette, I Have a Tale to Tell" while I could still remember it all. I have had an exciting and wonderful life. I look forward to sharing a lot of it with you in upcoming blogs or you can read all about it in my book, just go to http://www.bettebooks.com/. $1.00 of all proceeds from retail sales of each of my books will go to animal rescue. Please help this cause!

Remember this: if you want unconditional love in your life, very few dull moments, and a lot of laughs, get a fur person like me! Okay cats are fur people too. Kittens are cute, but when they grow up , they get on my last nerve. Also, remember this: Anybody who doesn't know what soap tastes like never washed a dog!