Am I a Japanese poodle?

We visited L.A. this spring.
When mom took me for a walk,
someone asked her
if I was a Japanese poodle.
Mom told her I was a French poodle.

Here is my mom when she was my age.
Right, my mom is Japanese.

I do not know how to use chopsticks.
I would rather chew them.

But I like EDAMAME very much!

I guess you can call me a Japanese Poodle!

Lucy and me

This is my Sis Lucy.

Lucy and me.
It was on March 3rd, 2007 at a hotel,
When my mom picked us up in Eugene Oregon.

Lucy and I both live in New Mexico.

We have not seen each other since then.

Lucy's mom and my mom have tried
to coordinate to get together.
But somehow it has not been realized.

Hey Lucy, I miss you!

Two Happy Tails on Happy Trails!

We live on Happy Trails.
Papa says the name sounds corny,
Mama says it might for his generation.
Billy and I are Generation Z:
We never heard of Roy Rogers
So, it sounds cute to us!

Billy and I are walking down Happy Trails
with not so Happy Tails.

But it can change very quickly to
"Two Happy Tails" walking down
Happy Trails!

Go Go Lakers!!

Go Go Lakers!!

Harley and Billy - Love is Everything

This is a love story of Harley and Billy.
Harley is one of our neighbor,
she is a beautiful Swiss Mountain Dog.
Here is the story...



It was a hot day in 2006.
My mom took Billy to Harley's home
First Greeting was "Sniffing" to check each other out

I think they both liked what they smelled
So, they started kissing




Here they go!
Love can trancend the size, you see.