Showing posts with label Tiffy Tippy Toes. Show all posts
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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Where In The World is Tiffy?

Where am I?


Hi. My name is Tiffy Tippy Toes and I woke up in a strange place. This is not all that unusual for me . .  but that is in the PAST and since finding my forever home, this happens less and less. BUT here I am, in a strange place and I am not all together sure why.

Let me think . . .thnk . . . think . . . Oh yeah! I remember now!

The 'rents are adventuring and thought I would like to do the same at



CASA DE NOODLES!


You read correctly. For SEVEN whole days, I will be the guest of all guests at Noodles's house. I will have so much to get used to as well as so many playmates IN ONE PLACE.


Is this a comfy spot or what?


As a special TREAT, I get to be GUEST BLOGGER on A Bowl of Noodles. I am a little nervous about this part of the vacay because Noodles maintains a very HIGH standard on her blog (editor's note: Yeah, right. High standard of sillyness).

But I will do my best. 

Day one was all about adjusting to a change of place. The 'rents dropped me off very early in the morning and I was surrounded by a lot of people all saying "HI" and petting me. It was pretty super. Then suddenly. . . just like that . . . everybody hightailed it out the door and I was in a BIG pen with a BIG bed alongside Molly and Noodles. We had all the luxuries you could imagine close to hand. We could play. . . and nap. . . and play. . . and drink water. . . and play. Mostly we NAPPED. 

Then everyone, except said 'rents, came home and let us OUT of the pen to run around the yard and do our respective things. And the sweet smells of dinner started to waft out of the door. . . and then we ate, in a hurry, and begged for more. 

No Mom. I did NOT get candy for dinner


Two of us ARE PUGS, you know. And then Noodles and I took a walk around the 'hood to check out all the delicious stinks.

We came back all happy and exercised and just like at my house, the big TV came on and we were watching the World Series! I felt so at home I curled up on my pillow and watched the game.

 Am I allowed to root for the local team?




The night wore on and before I knew it - it was bedtime. I had a good first day.