Poor mamma

My poor mamma is sickly! She has a parasite. For those of you who don't know what that is (I sure didn't at first): I looked it up in the dictionary.

Definition of PARASITE 

1: a person who exploits the hospitality of the rich and earns welcome by flatter 

2: an organism living in, with, or on another organism inparasitism 

3: something that resembles a biological parasite in dependence on something else for existence or support without making a useful or adequate return

See, this is what my mother has. Isn't it awful for her? And it makes her really sick too. Every morning she feels ill and sometimes she has to vomit (yuch!). And in the afternoons she has to take a nap because the parasite makes her so tired.

She went to see a doctor and he had the most dreadful news: this parasite is to remain in mamma's belly (where it will stuff itself and grow and grow) until roughly November 25! Only then will it come out (most likely on it's own) and mamma's ever growing belly will be able to shrink.

But mamma and daddy told me the most horrid thing: when the parasite comes out, they will not leave it in the hospital to be disposed off. They are planning to take it home with them, give it it's very own name and cuddle with it!! YIKES!!

And daddy even told me this parasite will poop and cry a lot. Why would they want to take it home? Who would volunteer to take care of a whaling pooping-machine? Crazy right?

But mamma did say I could lick the parasite and play with it in time. So it might not be so bad.

Still… I don't understand what's going on in this house. But I'll sure keep you posted!

Escaped the manic monster

I have escaped!!  I will live!!

Mommy told me that Saartje would be staying with us for a week.  Saartje is grandma and grandpa Van Buren's dog.  She is a real monster!!

But poor grandpa got sick and the doctors won't let him go to the mountains.  So they are staying home and luckily keeping Saartje with them!!

I'm very sorry for grandpa.  He is really nice to me.  I always get to sleep on the sofa when I'm visiting.  Of course I haven't visited since they got Saartje…  Maybe the won't love me no more now…

But I'm not sorry that Saartje isn't coming.  Except that mommy promised me I'd get to visit Mieke a lot of Saartje was here.  Now that she's not coming, I don't know if I still get to go to Miekes…

But I know the way so I might still go if mommy isn't paying attention and I can sneak out…

Sleepy time

My excellent friend Mieke was sick.  Poor Mieke, I hate it when that happens!  But Mieke had tickets to see the Irish folk singers.  She couldn't go but she gave the tickets to mommy and daddy.

Daddy gave me to Mieke so that I could cheer her up and divert her attention away from the Irish folk singers she had to miss.  Mieke was real happy to see me (who wouldn't be?).

I got to spend the night in Miekes bed.  We call it: doing a sleepy time!  Doing a sleepy time is wonderful because I don't have to sleep in my own bed.  I get to sleep with a human which is much better because more cuddles!!  And humans have 'comforters' (very comfortable) and 'pillows' (nice and fluffy).  And humans generate warmth which is nice for cuddling!!

After having had sleepy time with Mieke, grandma came to get me to take me outside for my peepee.  But I really didn't want to go.  I had only had 12 hours with Mieke in the bed, that's just not enough!  And I can hold it easy when I get enough cuddles.

However: grandma was persistent and she's quite stern so I never dare disobey her.  I went with her downstairs.

It was a good thing too.  I got to peepee AND I got lots of treats and even custard.  All in all, I had a great time!!  I hope Mieke gives mommy and daddy tickets to all sorts of things all the time!!

Pageviews and cookies

This week my excellent site hit one hundred page views!

Mommy said I'm really popular!  I'm so excited.  Because when mommy finds I'm popular she feeds me extra cookies!!

Today I got 2 extra (on top of the 2 regular cookies).  It was like heaven.

I want to thank everybody for visiting my page.

Until next time, wonderful cookie bearers!!

A true Princess

Mommy and I went out walking the other day.  I was off the leash and went into a narrow side street (it has the best of smells!).  Mommy didn't see me and she called out to me: "Princess, where are you?  Come back to mommy Princess!"

Just at that moment a neighbor lady came out of here house.  She looked funny at mommy, thinking mommy had gone banana's.  Then the neighbor lady saw me as I came out of the narrow side street with the good smells and she exclaimed: "OH!!!  It's really a Princess!"

Well duh!!!  Of course I am a princess.  HELLO!?!?!?  Here's a picture of me on my throne to prove it:

In this photo I am just keeping court.  My loyal subject (daddy) required my
attention and as the goodly Princess that I am I gave him all that he needed.

Mine, all mine!!

Whatever else might happen: this cookie is going nowhere but my tummy!!  No little monster will take it away from me!!

Final hours of peace

Look, this is me.  Chilling on MY couch.  For how long, I don't know.  That monster that mommy is taking in for a WHOLE week is coming soon and I don't like it!!

Today: my couch. Tomorrow: how knows...  I might be out on the streets trading my cuddles for cookies.  

I will keep you all posted.  I'm still working on a mug shot of that monster thingy!!