Christmas!!

All of these presents are for us!! 

Buon Natale!

Christmas means presents!! We got squeaky toys, and rawhide. We have been very very good this year. Cello's cough is getting better too!  

Merry Christmas!

Bella's mommie took her to see Santa. We never got to meet Santa, but we know he thinks of us because he brings little packages with squeaky toys to all the good dogs. Merry Christmas!!

Can I have a puppy for Christmas?

Mommie and Papa': Can I have a puppy for Christmas? Our first Mom has some little boys to be adopted. -- Chicco

PS I have been a very very good boy! 

A Christmas Story!

A package arrived from our ECG (East Coast Grandmother)! Marcello may be faking his illness after all, because he helped me opent he package. 

Very important!

Marcello is sick. He has bordatella, aka kennel cough, pertussis, whooping cough!!! Of course Eric the Vet vaccinated us, so he got only a mild case. But if this is mild, I would hate to see a bad case. He is happy, running around, just like himself, but he spends 5 minutes of every hour coughing! He sounds like the end of a Bikram Yoga class when everyone is breathing in that funny way. Hooh! Hooh! Hooh! Poor Cello.

Today on NPR I heard that there are 2100 cases in humans in California. When you include Cello, that makes 2101.

Our nanny can't come stay with us for New Year's when Mom & Papi go to LA. They wanted to take us (yea!) but we can't stay with Sofia and Olivia if there's the slightest chance Cello will be contagious, so Yasubei is coming!! We are so excited because she is fun and likes to cuddle. Plus, she is going to bring me some sake! (Don't tell Mom!)

We think Cello got this from the groomer. Of course, it was the most shi-shi groomer we've been to yet! So, please, vaccinate your children -- and your human ones too!

Chiccobean

Last Christmas

Cello didn't share at all! 

Get me out of here!

Marcello is sick. When he's sick, he's listless and coughs -- he's not even grumpy. Papa' take me to work with you so that I don't have to stay here with Cello. What? Mom's staying home all day? Great! Maybe she'll let me blog. Bye bye Papa' -- have a nice day.

Did you know that Papa' made this fence? I helped him, but I didn't know at the time he was going to use it to keep me in!

Oh, don't worry about Cello. Eric the Vet said he's going to live. 

Pup Quiz!

Who am I?? 

This guy!

Oh, how I miss the days when it was just mom and me! Then this guy came along and keeps trying to cuddle with me. - Marcello

You're so grumpy, Brontolo! I really like Papa'! Plus, he has started wearing clothes. --Chiccobean

She's no fun anymore

Mom is studying for finals and a little bit grumpy.

Chicco is so naive!

He just doesn't get it sometimes! 

Yes, Chicco, it's true

All people are not what they seem! 

Little brothers are so much work

They just don't catch on quickly.

They tricked us!

Chicco: Mom and dad invited some friends over for dinner. We were happy to meet them and they were very fun and even indulged Marcello's growling habit.

BUT, when they left, Mom told us that they are actually VETS! You know, those people who give us needles! How could they do this to us -- it's bad enough that we have to go to the vet now and then -- now the vets are coming to us!

Marcello: Chicco, you should have figured it out when they said we have to have Frontline! But, I have to admit, they are much cooler than Eric the Vet because they don't give us exams.

Plus, you know Grandma wants to marry a vet. Then Piccolo and Tartufo will have a full time vet. Ha ha!

Looked what we learned how to do!

Picasa 2 is great! 

Less of us and more of them

Our grandma, Nonna Liana, asked us to start posting more pictures of our parents and our home because she doens't want to travel 7000 miles to see us. We know our parents aren't as cute as we are, but if you don't mind, we try to ensure our supply of Swiss doggie toys by catering to our Nonna. 

Not gonna happen!

Mom and Papa' tried to put socks on us to walk in the woods. Sometimes we don't like to go because the plant seeds get stuck in our fur. But Baby Gap socks? No way! Purple no, lesss.

Psst - Leite! - Is there anything we should be worried about? Do you think the socks are a signal that we're getting a new brother? Or, could it be that if we would actually wearthe socks, we could avoid one? 

Mom's three boys squinting in the sun

Aveti notato che abbiamo i colori ticinesi?

A walk in the woods -- a short one

Mom decided to walk the road less traveled with me . Imagine her disappointment when we came across this sign. I was okay with it, since it meant we could go home, but she was really disappointed.