My name is Napoleon, but you can call me PoPo. My human parents call me PoPo, Napoleon, or Policious. Please don't call me Policious. It's really embarrassing.
I am a male French Bulldog. I will be two years old in July, and for the most part, life is good. I live in Chicago in a condo downtown. Mom and Dad are at work a lot, so I have a lot of time to sit at home and ponder things. I figured a blog would give me an outlet to express myself and kill some time while I wait for them to come home from work.
Mom and Dad brought me to live with them shortly after they got engaged. They've been married for a few months now and we moved to a new condo. My life is pretty simple. I get up in the morning, rather Mom wakes me up. Then I watch her put her makeup on and get ready for work. Then she feeds me and gives me my vitamins/supplements ( I take fish oil to keep my skin and hair looking like a rock star). Then we get ready for our walk. Walks are my favorite part of the day, but lately, because of the weather, I am not a fan. Don't get me wrong. I love the snow. I just hate the things my parents make me wear in the winter weather. The stuff they make me wear in public...ugh. I have a fleece jacket which isn't that bad, but it has these straps that go around my legs/butt in the back. They joke that it looks like I'm wearing assless chaps. I can hear them when they say that and then they expect me to go out in public wearing that. Whatever. I am used to the fleece, and I can be mature and admit it does keep me relatively warm. The latest thing are the boots though. Mom and Dad are scared the salt will hurt my feet so they make me wear these blue rubber clownish things which make this awful squeaking noise when I walk. I know they do it because they love me, but sometimes I just don't want to leave the condo looking like that...assless chaps and clown shoes. Would you?
Anyways, after our walk, we come back up in the elevator, run down the hall to our condo, and then Mom makes me wait in the guest bathroom while she takes her coat off. I think she has this fear I'm gonna go nuts and run around the house with my leash and knock things over and get mud all over the house. I wish she would trust me more. Anyways, so while she takes her coat and boots off, I sit on the bathmat, and then she comes in and takes my shoes off and wipes me down, and I'm FREE!! I run to the living room and usually drag a couple of toys out to try to get in a few games of fetch before Mom leaves for work. Then Dad wakes up ( if he's in town that is. he is out of town for work a lot ) and he plays with me a bit. I watch him shower and shave and eat his breakfast. Then he puts me in my pen. My pen really isn't that bad. It's pretty big and has lots of blankets and toys in there. I have my nylabones, a few bouncy balls, and some snacks, plus my water. That's about all I need. Then after my parents are gone for the day, I have a nap. It's a good nap. The house is quiet, my blankets are soft, and for the most part, I don't have anything to really worry about, so it is quite relaxing. Around noon, E comes to walk me. He walks me with a few other guys so it's my social time. I have a lot of friends so it's good to get out and about and catch up with the guys. We hang out for about an hour, then he drops me back off at home and I wait til Mom and Dad get home. That's about it. Then they get home, feed me dinner, take me for walks, make me watch bad tv, throw toys at me, and snuggle with me. I like snuggling though so it's cool.
I'm kind of tired tonight so I am going to wrap this up. I will post tomorrow if I get time. Although I do get kind of busy on Wednesdays. I usually reorganize my pen and move my toys around, hide my nylabones under the blankets a little better, you know important stuff like that.
Good night, folks!
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