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When I brought Penny home, she was quiet as a mouse for the most part. As long as I was within her sight, she never even whined except for the first couple of nights when I would make her sleep in her carrier – and even then, she settled down fairly quickly.
…..Playing tug-o-war, she never made that cute little growl that most puppies (and even adult dogs) do when they’re having fun.
…..She did cry out one time – no, screaming was more like it – when a larger dog came running up to say “hi.” It was really the first time Penny had ever seen another animal so close up and personal, and it was definitely the first time she had seen anything other than people bigger than her.
…..Other than that though, Penny was a very quiet little girl. Until one night, she saw our shadows on a wall as we walked by. From there, Penny Layne has become rather vocal.
…..While she no longer barks at her shadow or mine, she finds it necessary to tell anyone or anything just what sheDSC01471 thinks —
♦ There’s that dog in the mirror. Sometimes, it seems like Penny knows she’s looking at herself. She will sit on the corner of the bed and look in the dresser mirror. I swear, it looks like she is admiring herself. Can’t blame her much though, she is a cute little devil. But other times, she will bark on occasion as if she is trying to tell that other dog something.
♦ She likes to look out the window, but I’ve come to the conclusion, this is so that she can monitor the goings-on outside, and bark her disapproval when someone walks by. I have yet to get her to understand she doesn’t need to sound off at people like that.
♦ When we are out walking, we pass by several fire hydrants. But, there’s one of those red ogre’s with the pointy heads that she doesn’t like. She will bark at it as if it snuck up on her and scared her, and she must voice the fact that she didn’t appreciate it’s actions.
♦ A knock at the door will bring her out of a dead sleep. She will race toward the door barking. I dare say if she was big enough, she’d open the door herself and give the person who had the nerve to disturb her, a piece of her mind!
♦ Out on our walks, there’s a pipe that sticks up out of the ground. Penny doesn’t seem to like that pipe. Dunno why, but on occasion she lets me and the pipe know how she feels.
♦ Strange, loud noises that startle her will cause her to go running, surprisingly toward the noise. The hair on her back will bristled up, and some angry, demon-possessed sounding barking will come outta that little dog.

…..And while this opinionated, stubborn and sometimes aloof little critter hasn’t learned yet to say something when she needs to go out, she will let me know when she wants something to eat, and when she’s ready for us to take a nap.

And she does so, LOUDLY.


We got up pretty late this morning.  Penny will stay in bed as long as you let her.  Since I went to bed so late the night before, I figured there was no hurt in sleeping in.   I turned on TV and we watched cartoons.

After we finally got up, I got showered and dressed.  As is Penny’s habit if we get up late, she will come in the bathroom and do her business on her piddle pad.

We went to the kitchen and I got her something to eat.  Since it was so late, I decided to fix something for lunch instead of breakfast.  There was some left-over fried rice, so I “re-fried” it to heat it up.  I got a spoon and headed to my cave with a small bowl of rice.  I went back in the kitchen later to get the rest of the rice.   I brought it in my cave and set it on my desk.  I went back to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

While in the kitchen, I took a moment clean up and put the few things away that I had pulled out to prepare my simple lunch.  While in there, it occurred to me that 1) I didn’t see Penny – she usually follows me everywhere;   2) I didn’t even hear Penny’s little bell – the bell I bought just for keeping up with her;   3) It suddenly hit me that Penny discovered about a week ago that she is able to jump up in my deskchair.


I wheeled around the corner, down the hall and into my cave.  There was Penny, standing square in the middle of myrice bowl desk.  She was just spitting out a piece of onion on my mouse pad.  And she didn’t even act like she had been caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing.

I set Penny on the floor and pushed my chair under the desk.  I gently chastised her since I was partly to blame, I guess, for having left my deskchair where she could jump up in it.  I went back to the kitchen for my water, then returned to my desk and sat down to eat the rest of my rice.

After I finished eating, Penny wanted to get in my lap.  I picked her up and she wanted to give me kisses.

“No, no kisses,” I said to her.  “Those aren’t even kisses of remorse – you want more rice!”

I guess next time, I’ll have to make sure and ask that onions be omitted from my order…

It’s been a while since the last tale of Penny Layne. Life has had us busy – Holidays rolling around and all the things people do to prepare, and we decided to check out “Amazon Prime,“ so we’ve been DSC01422kicked back and watching movies and TV shows and other stuff online.
….Penny is just over five months old now*. It seems like she’s gone through so many changes since the 28th of October – her last story. Sometimes she seems like she’s all grown up, and other times…that little rambunctious package of fun on four feet proves she’s still just a puppy.
….She’s learned a few new things, and broke a few rules. She’s a smart little piece of work, but seems often to employ her intelligence only when it suits her. And now that she’s gotten a little older, it appears she’s learned how to test just how far she can go, how much she can get away with. I think she even threw a little tantrum once.
….Hmmmm…maybe this is the equivalent of the “terrible two’s!”

*Based on the Doc’s guestimate of her age, I picked 24 June as Penny’s birthday.

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