Hi everyone! I can't believe my mom didn't let me know this place was here and I could hop up in the chair and type just like she does. I blame OmaKitty. She doesn't like it when I have fun. She gets jealous and tells Mom that I'm spoiled. Whatever OmaKitty! Look at me now! Top of the world!!!

I'm going to make my first entry about my favoritest thing in the whole world - ME!!

My name is Cooper. My full name is Alice Cooper Lombardi. Don't ask me why; I don't know why my mom would be so mean to a tiny puppy. I was adopted from a nice man named Johnnie who told my mom if she gave him some money, she could have me forever. Mom always tells me that she would have paid anything to get me but I was a bargain. She's nuts.

I have many diplomas. I have three, which is a good thing because I can only count to three. I have one from manners class that was a lot of fun because I already had manners - it was everyone else there that needed help! Maybe they had me there to use as an example. Anyway, I also got my Canine Good Citizen diploma when I learned how to wait by Mom if we're walking and she stops to talk to someone. What they didn't know was I am a free-range Chihuahua and I don't like leashes!! I stick close to Mom anyway. I know OmaKitty is always trying to convince her to leave me places so I have to make sure that she doesn't.

I also have an assistance dog diploma which Mom calls my "college" diploma. In that class, I learned how to dial the telephone, open a door and do lots of other stuff. It was a hard class!! Mom says I'm the first one in the family to graduate from college. I think it's a good thing.

I have a sister, OmaKitty, and she isn't very fond of me. I don't know why - everyone else I meet LOVES me. She calls me bad names and there are places in the house that she doesn't allow me to go. If I do, she runs and tells Mom. She's a tattle-tail. I love her though; she's my sister!! I do what she tells me to do because I want her to love me back. I don't even mind that she sleeps with Mom while I have to sleep in my kennel. I don't understand it, but I don't mind it at the same time.

My favoritest people in the whole world, other than Mom and OmaKitty, are my Aunt Jane and my Aunt Heather. Aunt Jane is mommy to my best friend, Cash. He's a mutt but I love him like a rockstar. When Aunt Jane's around, I just hop and jump and lick her all over because I love her so much. Aunt Heather is mommy to my girlfriend, Noel. Noel is a border collie and we go on walks together when it's not hot outside. I love Aunt Heather soooo much and she always brightens my day when I see her. She loves me too... she calls me her little "Coop-Coop".

I have a Grandma and Grandpa too. I love visiting them. They live far far far away and Mom and I will drive up to see them every now and then. At Thanksgiving and Christmas, OmaKitty goes with us. I like riding in the car but OmaKitty doesn't. She barfs and poops everywhere and gets very upset. I don't understand why she can't just lay down and take a nap. We always stop at Sonic in a town called Clifton and Mom gets a burger and a coke because she says that since Grandpa has a diabetes problem, it's the last time we'll see anything with flavor until we leave. She's sooo right about that.

I love my Grandpa with all my heart. He calls me his boy. When we visit, he picks me up and puts me inside his jacket and carries me around everywhere. Mom tells him that I know how to walk but he doesn't care. I like how he can tell Mom to go to h-e-double hockey sticks and she doesn't punish him like she would me and OmaKitty. I must find out how he does that.

Anyway, I like Grandma but I don't go to her. No one understands because they say she's a nice lady and everyone loves her. But OmaKitty told me a long time ago that Grandma is hers and I'm not allowed to touch. So I don't. When we're at Grandma and Grandpa's house, OmaKitty is actually nice. She loves Grandma and sits with her all the time. It's weird because OmaKitty doesn't like anyone.

I'm writing a lot. I'm sure OmaKitty will find Mom and tell her I'm on the computer soon.

I had surgery on my knee about 2 weeks ago. Mom said I had a luxating patella and it had to be taken out so I can run and have fun. I have to have surgery on the other leg once the first one is healed completely. I didn't like surgery but it wasn't all that bad. The worst part is they had to shave my hair and everyone loves my hair! It's still growing back in and Mom says it will probably be another 2 weeks before it looks normal again.

That's all for now. I'm going to go see if I can get OmaKitty in trouble now.

Don't worry, Cooper, your mom is never going to leave you anyplace. She's nuts but she's not THAT nuts. (I know that's "shock" but it looks like "nuts" too).

You write well, especially for a dog. Don't take this the wrong way but too often your kind isn't very well versed in spelling, punctuation and grammar.

I hope you'll continue to maintain your diary because you have quite a refreshing outlook on life. Thanks for stopping by.

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Thank you very much. My mom taught me to be polite and considerate, as well as well-spoken. She's the best!!

I know Mom would never leave me anywhere but you can never be too sure of anything. I like to hedge my bets, so to speak when it comes to clinging to her side when out in public. PLUS, what if a mean person swooped down and grabbed me because I'm so cute and handsome and wonderful? No way Jose!!

Okay, I'm back. OmaKitty was updating her website all night and being a pain in my rear-end. I had so much to say earlier but NOooooo... I think Oma actually didn't update her site - she just sat on the computer to keep me off of it.

We had lots of excitement at the house this afternoon. Mom had an exacerbation which is an "episode" of her MS stuff. Before she even knew it, I was calling 911 and getting the emergency people to the house. Mom thanked me for calling them but wished I hadn't until she asked me to. I guess I jumped the gun a bit.

The emergency people came and there was a nice lady and a nice man that came in the house. They thought I was really cool because I have my very own phone AND I know how to use it. Plus, they were very impressed with my beautiful color and personality ... but who isn't??

They left after they checked out Mom. She's fine, she said it was just a small exacerbation. I think she was just about to forgive me for not waiting for her to tell me to get the phone and the doorbell rang. Oh yeah ... I called Mom's friend, Troy after 911. He came busting through the door and said I had called him, tattling on me. He checked Mom too and she told him she was fine and she gave me a mean look.

OmaKitty was happy that Troy came over though because she has known him ever since she came to live with Mom and she says he's the only man she really likes. Troy has a cat and his name is Go-Go and OmaKitty and Go-Go play together when Mom and I go out of town overnight.

Troy left after a while and Mom sat on the couch and gave me a mean look again. I knew I was in trouble because I hadn't waited like I was supposed to. Mom made me sit down on the floor and she put my phone in front of me after she messed with the buttons for a minute. Then she made me practice my phone dialing skills. I dialed 911 like a million times ... but they never came... I don't know why. Mom's cell phone DID start ringing like crazy though.

After that was all over with, we went to the coffee shop and I saw Happy Jack, my biggest fan. He's a nice homeless man that works at the coffee shop to make money. He thinks I am the complete and total shiz-nit!! I gave him kisses all over and Mom talked to him about my knee surgery his dog, Rico. I noticed Rico wasn't there. Mom and Happy Jack talked for a bit about him then Mom got teary eyed and gave Happy Jack a big hug. He was crying, so I licked his face really good. Later, Mom told me that Rico had died because he was old. That makes me really sad because Rico was my friend and Happy Jack loved him very much. Mom said we'd come home and find a picture we have of me and Rico so we could get it framed for Happy Jack.

Anyway, I digress. After we talked to Happy Jack, Mom went to the window and ordered her coffee. Sun was working and Mom has a crush on him so she had to stand there and talk to him FOREVER!! It was weird though; she didn't let me off my leash so I could visit everyone on the patio. I didn't understand. I did later.

After Mom finished schmoozing with Sun, we went to the fountain area. I was ready to run around and have fun but Mom kept my leash on me. It was there that I realized this wasn't a social visit for us - she was making me do my training!! All because I made ONE little mistake!! We did sit, down, stay, wait, come, heel ... the WHOLE time, there were people strolling by that I could have been talking to!! It was horrible. Mom says that I have to study to keep my mind sharp so I won't make mistakes again.

We came home and I climbed in bed. I think I'm safer in there. Later, Mom came over and laid down on the floor with me and told me how much she loves me and how handsome I am. I think she finally forgave me but I'm keeping a low profile, just in case.

That's so much for taking the time to write your diary Cooper, or do you woof it to your Mom so she types it on the computer for you? From the pics of Omakitty she looks grey, kindof tabby with some tortoiseshell - am I right? In that case our cat Angel must be her sister!!! Our other 2 cats are good with Minx & Brooke (BTW They think you're one majorly handsome dude! Pity you live so far away) but they don't get on at all with Angel. She's always slept on our bed so the girls can't, and they have a warning on the Vet's computer that she turns into a vicious monster when she goes there! When she got speyed (with a different Vet) several years ago they had a major battle on their hands to even plut her to sleep for the surgery.

She seemed so placid when we held her at the pet store, but once she settled in at home we discovered she had a split personality! She's getting a lot better with us, very affectionate most times but can suddenly lash out with a paw, sometimes with claws out, without warning. You're a lot more tolerant with Omakitty tho'. Minx & Brooke bark at Angel and like to 'ruffle her fur'.

It's been a great read Cooper and looking forward to the next instalment. Glad you're taking such good care of your Mom too. You're one special little guy.

Thank you for your nice words! I type everything by myself. Sometimes, I have trouble reaching the number keys though.

OmaKitty is what they call a "diluted calico" kitty. She's mostly grey with some tan and white mixed in. They used to call her a "broken tortie" because she's got so many colors and things going on. I just call her pretty.

I wish Minx and Brooke lived closer to me too. I love making new friends, but especially chihuahuas. I think they're very pretty, too.

OmaKitty has a big giant note in her file that's red in color at our doctor's office. Mom says it has Oma's info on it about her not trusting or liking men so none of the male vet techs go into her exam room. It also has something about her ability to do "helicopter kitty" which is what Mom and I call it when OmaKitty freaks out really bad and starts spinning and clawing and screaming all at the same time.

Sometimes, I feel sorry for OmaKitty because she doesn't like people and they scare her. Then she told me about the man that was hurting her when Mom found her and I understand. I told her I wouldn't want to be around people either if that's the way I was treated! But Mom found her just in time to save her from all the bad stuff she was going through and now, she's the princess of the house. And, trust me, she takes that title very seriously!! She actually got Grandma to buy her a big bed for her birthdday one year. Mom sleeps in it too but I think OmaKitty doesn't want her in it. She has lots of cool stuff that she doesn't let me touch.

Maybe one day, OmaKitty will let me be her friend. I'm not going to give up on her though; I know she's really a softy at heart and I'm sure I'll win her over eventually!!!

Angel does sound a lot like your Omakitty. We wonder if someone was mean to her before we got her. At the vet's they always have to bring out the really thick long glove. Once she started off on the examining table but put up such a vicious fight she ended up hissing and yowling on the floor in the corner.

Haha, Cooper. Minx & Brooke aren't allowed to play with Angel's and the other cats' toys because Brooke rips the little toys to pieces and I have to clean up all the catnip all over the floor.

Here's a couple of pics of her Cooper. and I really look forward to reading more from your diary. Great stuff.

Angel looks a lot like OmaKitty! I asked OmaKitty if I could post her photo in my diary and she said only if it was trademarked and copyrighted. So, let's pretend I'm trademarking and copyrighting this photo because I don't want her to know I don't know what all that means.

She has her own website too! The address is http://www.omas-place.com if you want to look.