Pawsitively Kimmy

Two Hundred and Thirty Eight Paws

Dear Brothers,

Today was an early one. I heard you waking up at 4:40 lil’ IRB. Who knew I’d grow to love dawn rise times. Mama didn’t let me snooze on the bed while you fell asleep lil’ guy. I think that must be the reason why you didn’t fall asleep right away. My doggy powers work wonders on tiny humans.

Later, once you were in snooze town, we were all downstairs and the parents went to let me outside and discovered that my belly was upset in the night time. Admittedly, I ate some grass. It’s what happens when I do that. I was so excited to hear the neighbors outside by the fence and I thought just a little grass nibble would do me some good. Alas, that wasn’t the case. The foliage stayed with me all day and all night until it didn’t. I don’t mean to get sick, it just happens.

After some clean up, outside time, and breakfast, I’m now exhausted. I decided I would lie down on the floor near mama while she did some downward dog and exercises. She needs a coach near her to keep her on track, so I’m it. Well, I am until I fall asleep, which is where I am at right now. You might be wondering how she gets my thinking down in my letter, well that’s easy, we communicate telepathically and she logs it all here. It’s a pretty swell system. This system is finely tuned and honed by days of practice. I love you little humans.

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Thirty Seven Paws

Dear Brothers,

Ok little guys, let’s have a chat. I would like to clarify the napping hours. When we lay down for a nap, this is serious sleep time business. I don’t want to hear any of this shouting, hollering, or crying. We’re all safe. We’re all sound. We’re all tired. Did I make myself clear? That felt good. I got my thoughts off of my chest, but it felt a bit direct, that’s ok though.

I know you can both handle it, and it’s the truth. I feel best when I get my full nap times in. I take anywhere between 10 and 15 naps daily, so let’s all start with the above. Repeat after me, “Kimmy is sleepy, it is time for a nap, Kimmy is here, have no fear, time for dreams, come on sleeps!” How does that sound to you both? Zzzzz. Wait a minute, you’re both sleeping? I missed the memo. Better get into dream time!

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Thirty Six Paws

Dear Leo,

Hi lil’ dude. How was your nap buddy? You were doing some major chatting during the start of your nap. I was trying to decipher what you were saying, in case you wanted to tell me something important. Momma and daddy wouldn’t let me go in your room though. I tried buddy, I really did. When you got up from your nap, well, we had quite a time in the back yard!

The last few days have felt super warm. It reminds me of California days as a tiny puppy, but better, because you see, I’m here with you! You helped water the plants over and over again. You enjoyed scooping buckets of water from your pool into the plant boxes. Then you gave some water to me, which in theory was pretty kind, but in reality, just made me rather wet. I thank you though for your attempt to be so generous with hydration. I love you lil’ guy,

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Thirty Five Paws

Dear Irving,

Hello tiny baby. You are my new nap buddy. We nap together puppy brother. You make some really big noises though, I have to admit, sometimes I get a little bit grumpy about them too. I thought that I was a noisy sleeper, but it turns out that you can make more squeaks and grumbles then I am capable of. Ha! So I just join you and together we make a mini chorus of grumbles and grunts. Mine are a little bit more from the lower registry than yours. You’re still a pretty high tenor of squeaks and mumbles.

I like to look at you in your bassinet as you slumber. You’re a small little glow worm baby. That’s what mama calls you. I guess there was a toy or stuffed animal when she was little that she liked a lot. You and your brother, remind her of the glow worm stuffed animals. I’m not sure what she’s talking about but it sounds fairly cute. I just know that I need to sleep near you and keep you company because sharing loving dreams is essential for our sleep time. So slumber on sweet boy!

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Thirty Four Paws

Dear Brothers,

Sometimes things happen that startle me, you, and our family. Yesterday, while on a walk with mama, Irving and mama tripped. Mama is like a brave bear and she hurt her knee and elbow taking the fall and protecting the baby. Little brother was fine. He was snoozing of course and woke up with a start. There were some very kind and patient neighbors that came over to see if we were all ok.

They held my leash, took us into their backyard, and then took us home. I was really hyper and not sure about the situation so I wiggled out of my harness but I stayed there. I wouldn’t leave you or mama, ever. The whole experience really upset mama, a lot. She said the word grateful a lot, and thank you to the neighbors, so I knew that they were ok humans.

When accidents happen, I try to be by your side and wait. So, I stayed with mama and you the rest of the day and we nursed a lot, rested in the house, and now I’m waiting patiently until we get up, tiny one. You sleep a lot, but you also started to watch me a tiny bit yesterday. That was probably because I was on your level of the ground and you were in your little baby chair that buzzes. You saw me and tracked as I walked by. Then I turned and gave you a quick kiss on the cheek. You tasted like my delicious sweet baby brother. Keep staying little Irving. I love you both so much puppy brothers!

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Thirty Three Paws

Dear Leo,

Today was a pretty busy day if I may say so. The grandparents came over to visit. I slept in with Baby I and only got up a little bit before they came over. I was a little bit bummed because I didn’t get to go on the walk with you guys. I stayed with mama and Baby I while he slept and then we did the nursing thing. I whined and whined and whined until y’all realized that I was ready to come outside with you. Mama heard me upstairs and let me out once she was done doing the milking.

I was so ecstatic to see Grandma that I nearly took out her knee with my side turn body moving around to do my shuffle wag. I didn’t mean to bump her, but I think she was ok. After that I raced around and around the yard with you. Dada got all of his hairs cut. Baby I hung out on Grandpa’s shoulder for a little while, then mama’s arms, and the dada’s arms.

Next up was your hairs-cut time. You weren’t particularly fond of the comb that they used or the wet water, but you have really short puppy dog hair now. I loved your curls, and so did mama and dada, but they were pretty wild there for the last few months. I think the last time you got a doggy groom was right before your birthday! That was over five months ago buddy! I’m one to talk though because I don’t ever get groomed. I have the baths with you guys, but no scissors come near me. You asked mama about a hair cut for me and for your brother. But your brother has hardly any hair and me? Well I just told you. I wonder if your head gets cold now? I’m sure your hairs will grow back quickly. I better go, because I might wake up the baby, he’s sleeping… and you know what they say, “Don’t wake a sleeping babe.”

Love you,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Thirty Two Paws

Dear Baby I,

Hi there tiny human. Kimmy here, your puppy dog sister, aka the one who licks your head. Speaking of licks, yesterday evening I had an especially delightful time giving you kisses. Your head is super tasty. You and your brother both have the best baby smells. You smell like mama and baby milk all rolled into one. I particularly love baby milk because of it’s tasty flavor.

Come to think of it, I enjoy all of the milks, creams, and lotions that the humans put on, the sunscreen, hand cream, baby bum cream, baby lotion, boo-boo medicine, you name it, I’ll lick it. I’m not sure why I like them so much, but none the less, I do! I like you too, but that is an obvious beside the point statement. We had an early 4:40 a.m. rise today. I laid outside of mama and dada’s room and groaned a bit to let them know I was there. I could, in theory push the door open with my nose, but I’m not partial to intrusions, so I wait, and groan. Sometimes I groan in my sleep, when we nap together I make you move around a little bit. I try to keep them less audible, but sometimes you just have to let it out, you know? Kind of like when you have some crying times throughout the day to let us all know that you need something, or to let out your frustration feelings. We all have those feelings from time to time, it’s good to have a long cry or groan and let it flow baby. I love you tiny brother.

xoxo, Kimmy

Two Hundred and Thirty One Paws

Dear Leo,

Hi lil dude. I rose early this morning or shall I say instead, in the middle of the night?! I like to lie on the landing between the stair case sets so that I am closer to everyone, but also still guarding us from the unknowns of the downstairs realm. I came upstairs when I heard your brother make smacking sounds.

Apparently he pulled his arm out of the swaddle and was sucking on his hand. You used to do that too. I supervised the feeding from my bed, and then joined mama for a little more snoozing on her bed afterwards. Your little brother is a Houdini, just like you. Both of you love to have your hands up by your faces when you sleep. Well, us dogs do too! That’s what paws are for, right?! I love to be able to snuggle into my legs and paws. That’s one of the reasons I enjoy laying on the couch bed. I curl up, just so, and then burrow my face into my legs. I receive a sense of comfort when I am snuggled. It’s kind of like giving yourself a hug in a way. I like hugs. Especially if I can fall asleep in a hug. Talking about all this comforting business has made me sleepy again. Back to the naps for now, dreams here I come!

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Thirty Paws

Dear Leo,

Do you know what today is? It’s boom day! I mean garbage day! It’s your favorite day of the week lil’ dude! Sometimes you get so excited about garbage day that it’s all you’ll talk about for the rest of the morning. You take your special garbage truck toy and wheel it around the house again and again and again.

Now, I don’t mind the little person toys. But, I do mind the actions that they take. They interrupt my snoozes, especially if they are on the floor in the pathway, then they will find themselves placed into the truck. This truck of yours also doubles as a storage device. It stores things like my squirrel stuffed animals. It’s perplexing me, as to why it thinks that this is appropriate behavior. Those toys are mine! I seek revenge quietly, and I walk over and take the squirrels out one by one, if you’re not watching that is. I know that this might not be particularly kind, but I have to tow the paw line somewhere and my toys are it! Speaking of which, I should go check that truck right now, before you take it outside to show the garbage truck driver. Love you LDB!

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Twenty Nine Paws

Dear Irving and Leo,

Hello puppy dog pals! We’ve had some pretty fun times in the sun times as of late. Each morning we take a walk. I would say about ninety percent of the time it is with all of us, the team of five, but sometimes it’s the three of us. Irving, you’ve begun to look around a lot more, and you seem to really enjoy your mirror, sunlight, lights in general and you make the best squeaky sounds. I like to lick your ears and your head a lot, especially when mama says it’s ok. I always lie close to you and provide protection with my new found big doggy voice.

Leo, you’re still my best buddy. I liked how we rough-housed the other day. You had a ball in hand and came running to the family room, straight for me. I let you do all the hard work of racing around while I watched you. It was one of those games where I’m not quite sure what is happening, but I got a bunch of tackle hugs and so I just went with it because it was fun. You never cease to amaze me with your endless energy and love. It is generally accompanied by some sort of silliness of throwing blankets on my head and other such none-sense, but I love it none the less.

Mama and I have special early morning time together now. She types and I supervise. It’s a regular routine we have going here, and now dad is home so I gotta go check in on him. My day is off and running. I love you boys,

xo,

Kimmy