Mommy went to see this tonight with Daddy and Auntie Penny. They came back jumping on each other shouting "I hate orphans!" and "anyways..." And now Daddy wants a mask. They haven't said anything about any chihuahuas in the movie - which apparently it takes place in Mexico so there SHOULD be chihuahuas.

Mommy bought this bitter apple spray when Birdie first moved here in case i was bad. Well.... she was using it to try and make Birdie stop barking. But it wasn't working. So Birdie and I just started barking all the time at everything. If she can baark i can too.
Well...
Today we quit.
This morning the upstairs lady came outside and we did like we usually do we came running outside at top speed barking hello as much as we could. ONLY today Mommy came running outside too. She ran up the stairs and around the upstairs lady and grabbed birdie - OPENED HER MOUTH - AND SPRAYED HER 3 TIMES IN THE MOUTH!!!!!
Birdie hardly made a noise for the rest of the day - not when daddy came home and not when auntie penny came over. Not even when the other upstairs lady came outside.
So I had to be quiet too - or I would get sprayed.
I forgot when Mommy and Daddy came home from the movie. Daddy chased after me and I got sprayed in the mouth too. (In the past they have just kinda aimed for our heads. No big deal.)
That stuff is HORRIBLE.
I don't think we will ever forget again.
If she ever leaves the apple spray where I can reach it I will hide it. Or next time she is being a fat bloated whale eating ice cream and caramel apple pie - I WILL SPRAY HER IN THE MOUTH.
There will be payback. I may not bark but this is not the end.

ha ha ha - mommy's photo from her run. HA HA HA i mean WALK ha ha ha ha haaaa!!!!!

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She is still alive!!!! Barely..... Mommy is moaning and groaning and going VERY slowly up and down stairs but she is still alive.
She has blisters on one foot but now armpit chaffing. She is covered in her own salt too (which tastes great I must say. Mommy is a walking salt lick) Her running clothes - now hours later are still soaking wet with sweat on the bathroom floor.
She managaed to do it under her 2:30:00 time - barely. Her gun time was 2:29:03, we are still waiting to see what her chip time was. She had wanted to run it in 20 minute intervals with one minute of walking in between but around the 15 km point it all started to fall apart. It was hot, there was no shade, she had no one to run with and she was tired. But her friend Petra showed up to help her finish the last few miles and gave her a hat to wear. She had to walk up any hill she found cause she was just to tired at the end (this includes the burrard street bridge) but was able to run the last mile in. So now the bloated whale says she has to do another one where she actually sticks to her 20 minute and 1 minute goal. I don't think she will be doing it anytime soon.
Everyone got medals at the end. I am surprised she isn't wearing hers around the house like she is someone important. Her and Daddy have been sleeping most of the day away - Mommy I can understand why - Daddy has no excuse. Mommy even fell asleep by the pool and burnt the tops of her legs - heh heh she is gonna hurt tomorrow with the stiffness and redness. heh heh. Birdie and I stayed inside it was just too hot today.
One of the upstairs ladies is outside by the pool eating grapes. I think I will go and look cute - and really skinny and underfed so she will give me some grapes.

overheard conversation between mommy and daddy last night:

Mommy: I'm going to work on a movie that jeremy Irons is in tomorrow.
Daddy:
Mommy: He won't be there tomorrow though.
Daddy:
Mommy: That sucks.
Daddy:
Mommy: I LOVE Jeremy Irons.
Daddy: I thought you loved me?
Mommy: I do - but I LOVE Jeremy Irons.
Daddy:
Mommy: I love him in a totally unaccessible kind of way.
Daddy:
Mommy: But he isn't going to be there tomorrow.
Daddy:
Mommy: John Malkeovich is in the movie too.
Daddy:
Mommy: I love him too.
Daddy:
Mommy: But he won't be there either, just a bunch of extras in the dark in the woods.
Daddy:

End of conversation...sort of - Mommy kept going fopr quite sometime. Actually most of Mommy and Daddy's conversations are like this - except Daddy never says ANYTHING and Mommy just keeps babbling. She is real good at carrying on conversations by herself. Sometimes she tells people she is talking to me and Birdie but I know the truth - she talks to herself. ALOT.

Picture of me at the beach yesterday!
The bloated whale was back in her gigantic bathtub this morning. All white and pasty grinning from ear to ear. My Mommy is a weirdo. So happy to be in that cold water with an outfit on that is less then appropriate for the size of her rear end. It didn't last too long thank goodness.
Mommy then helped the upstairs lady work on the cover for the gigantic pool. Birdie and I liked racing all over it even though Mommy kept telling us to STAY OFF. Heh heh - I don't understand what she could have possibly been trying to say.
After a bit more Daddy called and told Mommy she had to go for a bike ride. We hadn't gone for a bike ride since last summer. The bike was all dusty and full of spider webs. Mommy leaned it up against the wall while she cleaned it up and bit and jumped in the basket! I was so excited to go for a bike ride and leave birdie at home.
BUT NO. Next thing I know Birdie is in the basket too and off we went - WITH a flat tire. Birdie freaked out a little bit but I like going for rides so it was ok. I didn't try to jump out once. We went to get Daddy's car at the garage where the mechanic offered to give Birdie and I a lube job - yah not funny mr. mechanic man.
tomorrow mommy got a day call and is working a night shoot with some fancy movie. That is sad - we were supposed to hang out by the gigantic bathtub all day with Auntie Penny. And Saturday Mommy and Daddy are getting their eyes checked in the middle of the afternoon so no good pool time then either. And Sunday Mommy will be DEAD.
If anyone wants to laugh the bloated whale will be running the scotiabank half marathon Sunday morning at 7:00am. I hope I get to go along and ridicule her. She leaves UBC at 7:00 and arrives at stanley park second beach - we are predicting approx 2 1/2 hours later. Just make a sign that reads - 'run bloated whale run!' heh heh She'll love it.

**note from Minou - sorry the music is overlapping Birdie wouldn't wait a few days to post this movie**

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