Tica's Tale

A Big Hit

2009-10-29T20:22:00.000-07:00

Look at me sportin' this tutu, will ya? Am I simply the cutest or what??

And this get-up makes the "dancing for treats" trick all the cuter, if I do say so myself!

Well this is it... the big day! Here I am perched and ready to lick 23 adolescent faces. My mom said, "wanna go to school?" and as usual, I jumped in the van, expecting carpool, but to my delight, I got to get out this time and play!

What a fun surprise to get to see one of my boys in the middle of a school day.

I drew an obvious crowd in my cuteness, as you can imagine.

But I was simply delightful! I played, ran, jumped, licked and pranced to their hearts' delight.

I'm not sure if I've ever been on a playground before, but it was awesome!!

There are lots of happy children to chase you around these things.

But our time came quickly to an end and I'm not gonna lie, I was desperate for a nap! Not, before a quick snack of month old french fries in the back seat folds, of course, mmmmmmm...

But ready to rest indeed, so I curled my tired self on the back seat right away.

In short, "pet day" went really well, and I was happy to be the star. I am much more comfy in open spaces however, as my time in the office for "checking in" was a little stressful. I think I thought I was at the vet at first. I shivered and panicked for a bit, which only apparently made me cuter because the crowds of women, ooo-ing and aahh-ing over my adorableness only increased. This left me no other option than to whimper and bark, making them love me all the more. Then I almost peeped my skirt for joy when Ando came through the door. How exciting!

I am just such a sweetie-pie! Oh, and my monkey-butt was ever so craftily covered up with these lovely tutus from the dollar tree.. a good alternative to my bare, allergy-stricken hiney, as it is not acceptable in my mom's eyes in any way, form or fashion. (especially when she wakes up in the morning with my bum curled in the general direction of her face!) That said, I was the princess of the elementary world today. It was exhilarating and exhausting and simply a blast! And I think I was the favorite so far, even though this is really of little importance. (eh hem) I'm just sayin there was talk of the dog before me acting nervous and anxious and just pooping alot. (Clearly not a distinguished pup like myself.) Pure-breds. Pssshhh!

But now it's sleepy time...

I love you much!

Oh and thank you for giving me to this family. I am well "puppy-loved" here, there is no doubt about it.

Miss you!

Your little stinker,

Queen LaTica-lica

A Big Day Coming Up...

2009-10-13T06:54:00.000-07:00

Just thought I'd let you know that I've been invited to Anderson's school on the 29th for pet day. I thought you could be doing a wee bit of praying for this upcoming catastrophe, I mean, event.

I hope I don't freak out or go crazy, as I do tend to get a pinch excited around my boys!!
With this in mind, we are planning a couple of trips to Petsmart, so that I can see how well I do in large public buildings with lots of strangers. Another concern is that I might mistake this outing for a trip to the veterinarian, in which case I would spend the entire visit trembling in fear and jumping into my mom's arms, in leiu of doing my tricks. Not exactly what the teacher has in mind, I'm certain.

That said, if I pass the Petsmart tests, then I'll be groomed (so that I'm pretty), and then we'll pick out a Halloween costume for me to wear, in hopes that it will divert the children's attention away from my hairless monkey-butt.

Well that's all for now, as I'm sleepy. Stay tuned for pictures after the big day!

XOXOXO
Your little stinker,
Queen LaTica-Lica

Homework and Headbands

2009-09-28T08:00:00.001-07:00

Hey old mom & dad!
I hope this post finds you well.
It's been really busy around here, so there hasn't been much time for blogging. As you can see by the picture below, there is lots of homework to be done, obviously cutting deep into our playtime, so blog is on the back-burner these days.

I did want to share s few photos from my latest modelling shoot. These are some sweet sweatbands that Ando used in his Boosterthon fun run. Am I just the cutest or what?

I think it's a good look for me, personally. Now I just need to learn to play racquetball, I suppose.

This next pose was not my favorite, as you can tell by the look in my eyes...

It came off almost immediately. :)

So as you can see, there just isn't much time for blogging in between all of the homework and the trying on of sports-wear. Whew!

That being said however, there is always time for this...

I'm getting sleepy just looking at that, so off I go to get my nap on before the boys get home to play.

Miss you lots & love you more,

Queen LaTica (your little stinker)

Oh yeah~ I almost forgot to tell you how much I hate the new neighbor. He's a big rottweiler and I hate him for that. Although, his name is Squirt, so there might be a chance I could take him. Anyways, I miss Angel. She was so much easier to push around. Er, I mean play with. :)

War Eagle Bathtime?

2009-09-13T20:59:00.000-07:00

Hey~
Just wanted to let you know that there's been talk about an Orange and Blue Kool-aid bath this year. Tis true... I heard it with my own silky soft little ears. So head's up!
Guess we'll see how the next game goes. :)
These humans are C-R-A-Z-Y!
Stay tuned...

Love you!
Queen LaTica (still your little stinker)

Memories & Chicken Lickin'

2009-08-21T21:36:00.000-07:00

Hey mom and dad! (sorry, old habit!)

Just a quick note to say that I smell like a combination between some stinky work socks and saltine crackers right now. I'm nugglin with my new mom and that's the best translation I can come up with for what she's sayin'. It's sounds like this... "Mama Queen LaTica, you mell like tinky socks-n-saltines! I lub you tho, Tica. You is a beeby and a bobby. That is just what you are. Mama Beeby."

That's what I translate from that crazy talk, anyway. She loves me... (Lord do I know that! Her youngest started kindergarten and guess who fills in the gaps for lovins??? :) ) But I suppose it's true. I stink, not that I can bathe myself or anything. Just sayin'.

Anyway, I so loved seeing you this summer and licking your faces!!

Here are some fond memories that I would like to share at this time...

Cute little family portrait, don't you think? Good times... good times indeed.

Well, here's what I've been up to lately, because I know you're dying to know that amidst all your starting of school hooplas, but even so...

I pulled another muscle somewhere in my body. Thats right!! Can we say repeat?? This is me on my bed after my mom drugged me (with those oh-so-handy pain meds ya'll got when I did this last time) and placed me ever so gingerly onto my chair. I laid ther for 3 hours, then miraculously I was fine. This is a bizarre condition indeed, but don't I look so sad and uncomfortable?? Pity me please! That is so very important in my overall healing...

In other news...
When I regained my full strength again, I was able to lick the beaters after my mom made a chicken dip. It was so tasty! And would ya look at how skilled I am at getting into all the twists and turns? Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!! This was a really good treat, since I pulled a mysterious muscle and all.

So that's about the extent of my news, oh weel except that all my boys have gone away to "school". They all leave in a mad rush every morning after breakfast and don't return until late in the day. The only plus in this factor, is that my mom is here and often is able to squeeze in a nap with me. She always starts off "reading" but quickly falls asleep before she knows it. It's fabulous! It lessens the blow of how much I miss my Wilby. :(

Well I'm off to beddie-bye. Dad's kicking me out as we speak. But here's the latest lounging shot for your enjoyment...Oh, Mom... Mom & I have been reading The Book Thief by Markus Zusak, well right before we fall asleep in the mid mornings, but anyways we think it would be worth your read. :)

I love you both so much!! Thank you for giving me to a loving family. I don't know what I'd do without my 3 boys!! My new mom and dad think I'm pretty spectacular too.

All my heart,

Tica-Lica (your little stinker)

Just Doin' What I Do

2009-05-11T06:41:00.000-07:00

Dear mom & dad,
Just a quick note to remind you of my fantasticness in nature. And as you will see while scrolling through these photos below, I have become quite skilled in a few new activities. I'm posting only 5 so as to not give so much away that I'm a bore when you return home. ;) Enjoy!

#1. Helping with the new porch. Wait, actually I'm just waiting for that pizza crust to fall to the ground. But either way, working hard.

#2. Waiting patiently for my cookie jar lid to open. It's full of delicious "cookies" that I get when I'm awesome, which is pretty much always. I have noticed a trend, however, that when I go to the construction sight and get into concrete and red mud that cakes into my fur, I don't typically get to go to "cookie town". Maybe this revelation needs some more thought put into....

Oh, and I know I cant read, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out that this sign says something that indicates I'm rotten to my very core. But rotten becomes me, don't you think?

#3. Laying on my new bed. I was not happy about this decision. Between us M&D, just because they got a new bedspread, doesn't mean I wanted one. Quite frankly, I prefer our people bed to this doggie "pillow thingy". It makes me feel, you know, like a dog! *Please refer to the sign in the previous photo for my argument. I rest my case.

Nevertheless, I'm still cooperating, even if with a manipulatively depressed expression on my sweet hairy face. Obedience is how I roll! :)

#4. Taking candy from a baby. These are actually Cheerios, but they taste like candy to me! And Sara is my favorite person ever... so giving and selfless. She'll leave NOTHING for herself and feed everything to me!! I'm learning to hang with the little people. And the smaller the better!

#5. Taking a naps with Wilson. If you'll look closely, you'll notice that he is fast asleep but my eyes are open. His mommy wanted him to take a nap and he asked if he could lay with me. He made his little pallet on the floor (while I was on my "bed" atop the furniture. Eh-hem.) Then he covered me with a pillow. How could I resist this? I stayed very still and played along with him until finally I too drifted off to sleep alongside my biggest bud.

I'm an awesome dog. But you already knew that. Can't wait to see you!!

Love, "the lil stinker"
Tica

Happy Squeaky Easter!!

2009-04-11T20:53:00.000-07:00

This struggle is brought to you in the name of wishing you a very Happy Easter!!

Aahh. There we go. "Happy Easter"!! Is there anything you'd rather have than an Easter basket full of me?? I didn't think so.

And please don't miss the very convenient and oh-so Eastery cross in the background. Oh! And don't miss me praying either, "Dear Lord, please bring my mommy and daddy home soon. And help me to forgive them for staying another year in Taiwan. Amen."

Well now, don't go thinkin' just because we're Christians that we don't get a visit from the Easter Bunny! I got a new squeaky ball!! See??

And not just any ball, mind you. This one looks like a globe so I can "find you" while I'm playing and chewing. Actually, I don't have the slightest clue where you are on this ball (and neither does my foster mom if we're being honest) but I know you're not here and you're quite far across this blue and green squeaky sphere. It helps me think of you even so.

I wasn't sure what to think of it's shrill whining noise at first. So I ran away...

That thing scared the crap out of me! But after some encouragement and coaxing, it gained my trust. I am now one with the earth, so to speak. (On a side note, my foster mom was hoping this was Asia facing forward, but foster dad corrected her and said it was actually Africa, to which foster mom quickly replied that she loved Africa as much as Asia and "who really cares what continent was facing forward anyway"! Then she secretly wondered if Africa and Asia were continents or countries... because since she's had kids her brain feels like mush. Or mayonnaise.) But none of this is really the point.

The point is that I will be thinking of you in Taiwan while I play with my new ball over here in America! I can stop anytime and try to find you on my little globe and wish you home. I will be clicking my hairy little back feet together 3 times wishing you back to the Ham...

Don't ever forget that "Home is where your dog is"!

Happy Easter mom & dad! See you soon! (It's getting closer!!)

Love, Tica-Lica

Peeps and Sleeps

2009-04-05T20:35:00.000-07:00

Dear mom & dad,

The above picture is of me needing to go pee. I just didn't want you to forget the feeling of having to take me out to do that. I miss that time together! I'm sure you miss that too, so I just wanted to give you a taste of what it used to be like.

Moving on...

I wanted to write you a short note to let you know that I am growing increasingly anxious to see you!! The time is drawing near to our reunion! I miss you alot. But let me just say that I am not mad at you for staying another year in Tawain. I have 3 young people here that I have grown very fond of. When my foster mom says, "Where's Bubby & Ell?", I know exactly who she's talking about! And as for me & Wilson? Well we're big buds. He gives me lots of people food that I'm not allowed to have and tells his mom he has a "clean plate". This is my kind of dude! Therefore, we have become quite close. We play together and he gives me lots of cookies, even when I don't do any tricks! I typically end up sleeping with him at night because, well let's face it, you never know what hour one might produce a treat, am I worng??

Here we are trying to settle in... the camera makes me be like, "what the???"

But then I recognize my foster mom, so I settle...

But it seems a tad cold at the end of the bed, so I adjust my position...Aaaaawww, yeah! That's what I'm talkin' about. ...Nice and nuggly!!So good times here at the Gores. I will warn you though... we have rearranged the rooms a tad. The guest room (i.e. your room) has been relocated to the upstairs guest room(the boys' old room). The boys and I are now downstairs in the old guest room and office. I may feel rather torn when you get here, btw. Just a warning in case it hurts your feelings if I leave you in the middle of the night to snuggle with the Wilb!! :) Either way, I am so excited that I get to see you soon!! I love you so much and can't wait to lick your sweet faces!

My foster mom would like for me to say right now that she is also very excited to see you, but is not so much looking forward to licking you in the face. That part was exclusively me (Tica) talking.

Your little stinker,

Tica-Lica

Snow Day

2009-03-02T18:11:00.001-08:00

We got snow!! I'm sure you heard, but I thought you might be interested in my particular dealings with it. So here's a little play-by-play for your enjoyment!

My foster mom let me outside on this day and to my surprise was some foreign, very cold mind you, matter on the ground. I flew down the stairs as usual, only to immediately put on the brakes and run back onto the porch to make peeps, as I had to go quite badly from the night before and sure as shootin' wasn't going out there! With that, foster mom got quickly dressed and went outside with me to explore the foreign ground cover. This is what came of that...

I wasn't at all sure about this stuff at first. So naturally I did a lot of sniffing and investigating.

This went on for some time, until the tree in mimi's yard, where I "tree squirrels" each day, caught my eye. And for the first time since I've been here, I didn't sprint in pursuit of them. I just couldn't risk it in these curious conditions. But soon enough I was off exploring a bit. I looked very much like a deer or an antelope at first, as I wasn't so sure about the snow sticking to my feet.And soon I began to feel unexpectedly frisky and wild and I couldn't help running!!!

That was short lived because #2 called. This was unfortunate in that it not only interrupted an amazing energy sprint, but it caused me much stress in the dilemma it put me in. Where does one go in this fluffy cold stuff?? No amount of sniffing in the world can help me decide.

But soon enough it decided for me. When ya gotta go, you gotta go!

After standing in the snow for #2, I decided to remain on the rock walk for the warm comfort of my precious paws. But you never know who you might run into on such a path... like Cinco de Frio! And no matter the weather, some things never change. You just never know if the snow might make someone smell different, so I had to see. Whew! Same old Miles.

As it turns out, I wasn't the only one feeling frisky this cold, snowy day. Just look at him getting ready for the pounce!

But once again, it didn't go his way and off he went. When will he ever learn? he he he he...

Now at this point, I was beginning to get used to the idea of playing in the snow. As I stared off into the blanket of pillowy delight, I ask myself, "Should I?"

And decided to go for it! I made loop after loop, circling the tire swing. It was SO much fun!

Then I began to venture further out, making my rounds to include the entire circumference of the yard. Aaaah, the freedom of that run!! I even barked a couple of times for joy. Can you see me in this picture? Where's Tica???

Here I am grinning from ear to ear as I whip around the yard. "Cheese!"

Oh it was a glorious time. And when it's all said and done, one must always eat some yummy snow, right? I took several bites! It was quite refreshing, if I do say so myself.

But after awhile, you're forced to come in (by your foster mom) to thaw out and have a snack.

I can't seem to get that last little morsel... apparently it was in my snout somewhere by the looks of this shot! ha.

And it just wouldn't be a day with foster mom without dressing me in something appropriate to take a picture. My ears were not even the least bit cold, mind you, but I aim to please so I wore this head band thingy for a cozy shot, while foster mom said, "Aw Tica! Snuggle in the snow!" And then it was time for a looooooooooong afternoon nap. I can assure you it took only minutes for me to assume this position... I was pooped!! But oh what a wonderful day it was. I wish you could have been here. I miss you both like crazy. Our reunion is getting closer and closer!! I can't wait to see you!!

Love always, Tica-Lica (your little stinker)

Pretty In Pink

2009-02-14T18:17:00.000-08:00

That's right... I'm PINK! In honor of Valentine's Day, my new mom dyed my hair. Aren't I simply the cutest??? She used something called "Kool-Aid", so it's safe for me and quite frankly smells deeee-licious!!

In fact, I have licked most of my cute color off over the past several days, but it was so much fun being pink! I smell like fruit punch, which is a real crowd pleaser with the kids.

This is my diva self from the side view.... oh yeah. That's what I'm talkin' about!

So here's how it all went down.... My mom bathed me in "fruit punch flavored Kool-Aid" (which did I mention I'm a huge fan of?... Oh that was a tasty bath!)

Then my new dad came home from work and said...

Oh Tica, I'm so sorry girl! My sweet girl.... mama made you look so crazy!

But I don't know of this "crazy" of which he speaks. Life, for me, is carrying on as usual...

I'm still hangin' with the Wilby Jones.

And wrestling him to the ground over nothing more than a simple...Taste of that yummy lolipop!!! Mmmmmmmm......

So whether I'm "pretty in pink" or "grandiose in grey", I'm looking ahead (refer to above photo) to the summer when I can see you again. I miss you so much! You will always be my first loves. After all, you rescued me from the maggots! Not everyone would be so loyal, given the details of that situation! And for that, I'm forever grateful.

You have my heart mom & dad, even though you've decided, w/out even asking my opinion mind you, to stay in Taiwan another year! Even so, you'll always have my heart.

However, in all honesty, I should let you know how I feel about that previous said decision....

I'm watching you!

But Happy Valentine's Day! And I would lick your faces off if you were here!! I'm looking forward to snuggling you all summer long, especially the nights that you can stay with the Gores!

Hope you're buying me some sa-weeeet Taiwanese doggie treats!

XOXO, Your little stinker,

Tica-Lica

Just poppin in...

2009-02-05T23:43:00.000-08:00

Ok, so blogger wouldn't let my foster mom upload our b'day video.... so sad!! And I was all dressed up in my party hat too, just for you!

That being said, the hour is late, so I must be quick... just poppin in to say, stay tuned for Valentine's pics that will melt your heart!!

Love you!!
Tica-Lica

2009-01-11T20:31:00.000-08:00

Happy, happy birthday, Mommy!

I hope you have a wonderful month in celebration of you!! My foster mom celebrates the entire month of October in honor of her birthday, so I'm assuming you can do the same in January!

What did dad get for you? What did y'all do?

I wish I could do more for your special day, but seeing as how I'm a dog, I can't make that happen. But I love you!! And to prove that love, I would lick your sweet face extra good if I could. Though seeing as how we're apart and all, I'm hoping this video will suffice.

You're the best mom ever. Happy, happy day!

Love (Your little stinker),

Tica-Lica

Christmas "Tica-Style"

2008-12-25T22:25:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas, mom & dad! Did you have fun in Mexico?

I had quite a time here at the Gores for the holidays. Here is a quick overview (in pictures) of the festivities, as they apply to me and my cuteness. Enjoy!

THis is me & the boys running downstairs to see if Santa came.(oh, & I so won, by the way. I always do!)

This is me (& Uncle Rob) sleeping through the boys tearing into their presents. We didn't make it 10 minutes before we were both snoring!

This is what Santa brought for me! A new rope, since I completely shredded and destroyed my old one, and a new set of balls. (Tennis balls, just to be clear.)

This is me starting in on my new rope! It's the only thing that got me to stop moping around because of the stupid bandanna on my neck. My foster mom didn't even act concerned that I hated it. She actually squealed in complete denial, "Aaaw, Tica! Why you love me so much in your new bandanna, huh?" I actually loathed the new bandanna and pouted at her for an hour in hopes it would get her to remove it. I pouted very hard.

It didn't work.

Not for a very long time.

When she finally did take it off of me, I started to jump playfully in my renewed sense of nakedness, only to be restrained again, but this time with a tight, itchy sweater!

I felt paralyzed. This is me trying to decide if I can make peeps in this thing. I hobbled down the stairs like a cripple. Then I stood here on the sidewalk for several minutes like a statue, trying deperately to drum up enough pity to purchase my freedom.

None came. Treats came, but they were not accompanied by pity and sweater removal.

Even when I shot them this look...

It only made me cuter, apparently.
So I gave up and turned in for a long Christmas nap.

With my head buried in shame.

When I arose however, elation came over me when I was greeted with a cheerful "arms up!" and the sweater was whisked away over my head (hopefully never to return!). Whew!

But what to my wondering eyes did appear?? A tight, wobbly headband in the shape of a reindeer. Good grief already!

Oh, but this made everyone go so crazy over my cuteness, that I complied. I sat up tall and wore it with dignity (as the monkey tunes played in the background).

So like I said, quite a time. Quite a Christmas. And let's just say that I'm quite a dog!

I am very loved here.

And so are you!!

Happy New Year!

Love, Your little Christmas Stinker,

Tica-Lica

Good Eats, Bad Peeps, & Warm Nuggly Sleeps

2008-12-04T20:40:00.001-08:00

Happy Thanksgiving!!

I heard y'all went to Hong Kong. Please tell me you didn't eat any of "my kind" there? That would just make me so sad, and it may take me a lifetime to trust you again!

Well, I had a lovely holiday here at the Gore house. Abbey's family was over on Wed night and I rested my chin upon many a knee during the meal and it paid off! The Malcoms are all big dog lovers and didn't hesitate to slip me the goods.

The next day, my foster family went to Gore's for the day and had to leave me here to fend for myself, as the Gores are not big fans of animals. But the neighbors came over to let me make peeps during the afternoon, so that I didn't go on the floor.

And speaking of making peeps on the floor... I've been here for months now without the slightest accident of any kind (well, with the exceptions of puking up plastic toy particles early on in my stay and just recently hurling up the contents of a ham bone that was a bit too much for my delicate intestines)

OK, back to peeps on the floor... I must confess that I went in the hall this morning. Oh you wanna know why? Because it's freezing outside!! And it was raining on top of that!!! Who can peep first thing in the morning in those conditions? Well not me, apparently. Although I think I'll give it another try, as my foster family was not very pleased with my new "winter peeps" plan.

In other news, just in case you're worried that I'm going to run off with Ra when he moves to the country, I wanted to say that I don't think I will. I'm starting to think we just don't have that much in common after all. For one thing, he eats raw venison! Eeeewwww!!! I tried to think of it like"sushi for dogs" but the smell alone made me turn my head away and then sneeze a couple times to get the stink out of my prissy little nostrils. Gross! He goes crazy for it, but I just couldn't make myself do it.

So, my foster mom picked up some Thanksgiving treats for me that were much more suitable to my palate. They smell (and look) just like grilled chicken! See?? Yummy!

Below is the delicious ham bone that I later chucked up on my foster parents' bed. They were lovin' that to wake up to, as you can imagine. I doubt I'll be getting anymore of those anytime soon. :(

Gobble gobble gobble...

And this is a picture of where wolf-dogs, who eat raw deer meat and actually know that they're dogs, bed down. Well, and the cats too, of course.

This, on the other hand, is where Princess Ticas, who apparently think they're people, nestle in for the night.

Oh, it's good to be me! I miss you.

Love, your little stinker,

Tica-Lica

P.S. My foster mom bought me my own special outfit for the holidays... pics coming soon to a blog near you!! :)

You Comin' to America? (A Pup's Lament)

2008-11-19T17:39:00.001-08:00

Um, there's talk about another year in "the foreign country", which I know can't be true because you love and miss me too much! Plus I just can't accept it. It can't be true in Ticaland, "until I hear it from you" as the song says. Because I'm staying firmly in denial until you shoot straight with me.
With that being said, let's move on to more palatable news...

I just finished a photo shoot with my foster mom about "the United States of America" and how it's such a great place to reside with your family and good friends and everything. (Especially in the great state of Alabama.) Oh~ and this, by the way, is in no way connected to the news that you might be staying in "Chinese land" for another year. It's just a simple coincidence. That's all.

So let's see now... Is Alabama the pink state or the red one? Hhhmmm.....

Ah, yes! It's the lovely red one! And I can almost see you there, mom & dad, frolicking with me in the meadows...

What!? You know darn well that there are meadows in Alabama! OK, so maybe we never "frolicked" in them, so to speak, but they're here nonetheless. And we were here together once too, knowing full-well the frolicking potential in our minds of togetherness.

I guess I just miss you. You are so "non-redneckie" plus you saved me from the maggots of my youth. *sigh*....

So below is me just relaxing in the dreamy memories of all things "me & y'all" and Alabama. Well, and the Gores, of course, and all the fun times we had together with them and everything. I'm gonna have to agree with them here and say, "I guess the Taiwanese peeps got somethin we just can't compete with here in the states." Well, come home quickly and pet my sweet head. Oh, and hug and love on the foster parents too while you're here, because they're really kind of pathetic with how much they miss y'all. :)

Yeah, and this is me trying to figure out if ya'll are actually "playin" me or not...

Taiwan? Or America? Don't' be playin me M& D! Don't be playin'! I think you can tell by my expression that I expect the truth. Plus I got a boyfriend now and things are little crazy, so don't be playin'.

Either way, I love you more than any dog in the world ever could, (just in case you stay there and end up with some stupid dog to keep you company that doesn't even know a ball from a rope!)

But I still can't wait to see you in June! I shall wag my nub and lick your faces and Oh, Oh!!! I almost forgot!! I hear there's rumor of you staying here at the Gores' for the summer? That would be awesome! I could love & nuggle you all night without my foster dad saying (in his deep sleepy voice), "Tica! Go get in bed with the boys! Go on now." every time I move or sniff or scratch or fart. He's such a wimpy sleeper. Sheesh!

Anyway, me love you long time!

Your "little stinker",

Tica-Lica

Don't Worry Bout a Thing...

2008-11-11T17:26:00.000-08:00

So I've been a bit itchy lately. This isn't a "news flash" to you though, as I'm sure you've spoken to my foster parents along the way. Here's a picture of me trying to "shake it off". The itching drives me crazy!!

So when the shaking doesn't work, I just bite the "bajeebees" out of myself.

And if that doesn't work , I can always rely on scratching!... . AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!

But anyway, as you can see from the comparison of my previous "high five post", I've had some hair loss/skin issues. My foster mom says she won't post the "butt shot" however, so you'll have to request that in an email. :) It's really quite amazing the difference. I used to have a "beautiful butt", but it's been most recently deduced to a "monkey butt". Use your imagination!

Here's my paw. Scroll down to a previous post and you can see the difference (just in my feet!)

It's so sad! :(

But I've neglected you for too long, and now I must break my silence. I'm losing my hair. That's just the truth. I can deny it no longer. But I went to the vet this afternoon because of it. And first of all, let me just say that I HATE the vet! I began to tremble and whimper and actually jumped into my foster mom's lap at one point, in my stressful worry. I'm such a baby! But hey, I was thinking they were going to leave me there in one of those cages for an extended period of time, so I freaked out for a little bit. (Who wouldn't??) But once I figured out that wasn't going to happen, I settled down. Plus, they gave me treats!

So apparently I have some kind of allergy. Oh, and a skin fungus. But I got a bath in my new "spa shampoo" as my foster mom called it. (I think that's sarcasm) The shampoo has to stay on for 10 minutes, so she massaged me & told me stories of how it's really her that deserves to be massaged for 10 minutes in a warm bath, yada yada yada. Like I said... sarcasm.

Anyway, I'm doped up on 2 Benadryls twice a day until I'm better, and I got a fat Cortisone shot to help with the itching. So I hope to sleep well tonight!! I'm completely zombied out right now. Some might say "drugged" but I prefer "zombied". It sounds safer. :)

But hairy or hairless, I'm simply a sweetheart! (Obviously) I anticipate quite the custody battle when y'all return to the states. Or, if you want to keep it simple, (just between you & me) maybe y'all can just move in here and that would solve all the Tica problems! We could be one big happy family! :)

Well, for your enjoyment, here's me snuggling with foster dad after my bath time. It's FREEZING in this house, by the way. These crazies refuse to turn on the heat! So I must get under a wool blanket to warm my sad self when I'm wet and cold.

And just in case you're worried about my health, here's a couple of shots my foster mom thought would be good for your "peace of mind". You know, just in case you're envisioning a bald dog like that one they're offering to the Obama family these days. I'm not quite that bad.

Here's my sexy profile...

It's all so... *yaaaaawwn*...very boring.

Now... cue the Bob Marly "sad shot" so they let me go back to napping-n-such.

And now that we know how to manage my hair loss...with costly shampoos, allergy meds, a big shot, and a wig, I think we'll all rest a bit easier. I know I'm resting (as we speak) from all the drugs I've been administered today! :)

But I love you & I miss you so much!!!

Your little stinker,

Tica

Snuggles and Teets

2008-10-27T20:32:00.000-07:00

Well hey mom & dad! As you've heard, I'm losing my hair. Only the pretty white stuff though. The crazy top hair is totally fine. Apparently I'm the "lil monkey butt" now. Whatever. That doesn't sound pretty at all!

Anyway, the cold weather we're having makes us all CRAZY-hyper. Between me, Ra, Cinco de Miles, & Angel, we have a regular zoo in the yard!! It's a blast. We chase each other in circles. I'm BY FAR the fastest. SOmtimes, though, I get called in for playing too rough when Angel's over. She's such a bitch! Oh how I adore legal, legitimate cuss words! (that's me, Abbey, btw, not Tica. Hee hee...)

So back to me... well here's some photos for your enjoyment. First is me with Tal & Teresa. This was initially taken with the intention of provoking you to jealousy, so that you would come back home soon!! We miss you!! But it turned into me just snuggling up to Mrs Teresa for the long haul. Sweet peeps, those Princes.

And this is my "Say Cheese!!" shot. Hope you love it cuz I was trying to take a nap.

And below is my new bestest bud. Wilson & I have become very close, as he is home most of the days while the other boys are at school. He's a kind boy and I like him alot. I also tolerate him well too. :)

This next one is typical Wilson clowning around during "nap time" with me (as if I got a lick of sleep) but what a ham!!

And last but certainly not least, this is Wilby counting my teets. That's right. He discovered that I had some "dots" on my belly. He then lifted his own shirt and said (to his mom ) "these aren't noo-noos, mommy! There's only suppossed to be two. So these aren't her noo-noos! She just has alot of dots on her tummy. But no noo-noos."

So there you have it...

And below is just a simple reminder of me in my sleepy, snuggly position. (nose to ankle)

And let me just say, if I were in Taiwan, I would snuggle you to pieces cuz I miss you!! But since I'm here, I will think of you while I snuggle the 3 little boys instead. (And my foster mom of course, but only when its safe to sneak into their bed... after foster dad is snoring, that is. It's all in the timing.)Anyway, I love you mucho mucho mucho amore'!!!

Your little stinker,

Tica-Lica

Love is in the Air...

2008-10-20T18:22:00.001-07:00

Oh my gosh, mom & dad!! You will not believe what all has happened since last I posted. I totally have a boyfriend! I know, right? And he's so cute!! He's tall, dark and very handsome. A gentle giant, as some might say. We're keeping him for our friend Sybil for a few weeks while they move. He's an outside dog while I am an inside princess. But either way, he's totally such a sweetie!! I know in the past I've been scared of big dogs, but sooo not this one. He's very calm and kind. And he likes me.

So anyway, like here's some photos of us... me & Ra (like the sun god) So dreamy...

Our first meeting. He's so well-mannered and humble. It's like he totally bowed to my princessness.

Oh! And did you totally see my new pink collar? I lost some"bling" in the old one, and it just wasn't going to do. (Not with the new fella and all... one must look her best!) And I have a new pink heart tag to match w/current info in case I ever go too far. It's so diva and like totally awesome. (But don't worry m&d.... we kept the old one just for you!! :) )

So back to Ra... like every thing's cool, right? Like I totally have a boyfriend and I'm all like"the S*@!"and whatever and I'm totally diggin Ra and we're like smelling each other's butts and stuff...

Except... guess who has to come get all up in my business???? Exactly! The neighbor's dog! I mean, I totally like her and everything, but she SO tries to steal Ra's attention. I try to bark and play with her but she totally goes straight over to him. "Uum, Hello?? I thought we were BFFs?" Whatever. She's not even like a challenge to play with or anything. I totally take her out and stuff. She's lame at running and wrestling and everything in the universe.

So here's Ra trying to take a handsome picture and Angel totally had to get her head in the shot. She thinks just because she's equally black AND white and I'm more white than anything else, that she can totally have my black man. Whatever. True love sees no color.

Oh this is a good one. It's the butt-sniffing train... Chugga chugga...Pew!! Pew!!!! (Ha. I kill me.)

And this is us on the porch.

And this is us in the kitchen.

I sometimes whimper and my foster mom lets Ra in for a visit. **sigh**

Ra + Tica = true love 4-ever! Are we the cutest or what??? I totally love and miss you both but I'm so enjoying my new friend. We stare at each other through the kitchen window. He lets me drink out of his water bowl. And he's an older man too... Oh I could just go on & on, but I must go sleep since it's like constantly my bedtime.

I love you!!

Tica-Lica

Manipulation and Lingerie

2008-10-10T21:12:00.000-07:00

Let me just cut to the chase here. My foster mom made a video of me & Wilby in a rather pathetic attempt to try and manipulate you into letting them keep me.

So before I say too much, watch for yourselves. It's all just so sad, really.

See what I mean??

Now on to these other shots. Well, mommy and daddy... eerrr, well I think they speak for themselves actually. I mean, come on! My foster mom leaves me alone in the ENTIRE upstairs while she keeps baby Sara. And well... girls will be girls, right?

I hope you're not disappointed in me, but I found this particular strapless to fit me quite nicely. It has fantastic support, and it's extremely comfortable. Oh~ and don't mind my awkward face expression in the first pic. At first glance, one would think this to be the result of a stupid human's "forcing" of a bra over a dog's head while telling her to "SIT"! & "STAY"!, all the while snapping photographs left and right (while I tilt my head in a quizzical "huh?...you have a cookie?" type manner for the second shot.) But don't be deceived, intelligent parents! Oh no. I tried this stretchy strapless on all by myself. And don't I look pretty? That's exactly what happened. "Cinco de Me-O de Strapless de Bra-O". And I do realize what I just said, mom. My foster mom's wretched, child-like Spanish is rubbing off on me. (Not to mention her "stretching of the truth") But anyway.

Well, ta ta for now! I wish you could smell my doggy goodness as I'm all curled up (nose to back ankle) in my sleepy position. :)

But I'm in good hands, as you know. (Well, good hands... yes. Insane.. uum, maybe another post.)

But just know that I've been behaving like a puppy dog goddess... licking faces when appropriate, doing gobs-o-tricks (much to the delight of any newcomer) and just being the all-around bestest and cutest dog ever in the world. The neighbor's dog is a flea-bag compared to me. She can't even tackle me. Or keep up with me. Or beat me in anything.

Well, anyway I miss you!

Love your Stinker,

Tica-Lica

Primp My Dog

2008-10-02T09:18:00.000-07:00

Like a lamb to the slaughter...

Yea, yea, yeah... always a funny shot.

Wait, hold up... he's rubbing the ears. Aahhhhhhh!!

And Yes, mom & dad. Those are pink bows in my hair.

What? You're the ones who left me here with this crazy woman!

Me love you long time,

Your "primped out" Stinker,
Tica-Lica

"Mud on Your Face...a Big Disgrace"

2008-09-26T10:17:00.000-07:00

What?

I have a little something' on my face?

This is me making what my foster mom calls "awkward eyes". So I had a little mud in my beard... who hasn't?
Oh and look at my foster dad's solution to my "midnight jingling". A rubber band. Elegant, don't you think? Nice.

And this is me all snugly & clean (and "leepy & weet" of course)after my bath time.

And for your further entertainment, here's a little video of Elliot & Wilson dancing' all crazy. And as you can see, I don't quite know what to do with all this wildness. But I do enjoy watching...

Close your eyes... Now count to 20!

2008-09-18T13:31:00.000-07:00

Did you count to 20? Cause otherwise, from what I understand, if you didn't count all the way to 20, you're disqualified.
But either way, I thought it would be fun to play a little round of hide-n-seek with you from afar....
Can you find me? Cuz I'm hiding.

Well, I've learned a few things about hide-n-seek, as you can see. And I'm pretty darn good at it, if I do say so myself. I'm pretty sure I'll win this round of hiding...

Although, I've not had the best experiences on the other end of the game, as I tend to stand right at the place where the little people are hiding and wag my nub. The finder LOVES ME! But the one hiding always seems ticked off at my excitement to expose the other. Like "it's so horrible for me to be excited for them to be found" or something. I just don't get it! I love finding things. Especially little giggly boys!!! Yee Haw!!! This is my game! (Dad would be so proud!)

In other news, I had my first bonfire at the Gore home. "Uncle Nate Lorenzen" came to town for a couple days, so apparently we burn wood in his honor. (This is my assumption since we haven't done this before since I've been here). Or maybe it's because it's getting chilly at night... which by the way, makes me SPASTIC in the mornings, as you know. Woo freaking Hoo!!! Cool weather makes me go crazy!!!

Movin' on... here's a photo from the bonfire...

It's actually just a picture of my butt, by as I've heard, it's considered "a beautiful butt" in some circles, so I didn't hesitate to put it in my post. I wouldn't want to deny anyone a peek at my good side! :)

I'm having alot of fun here. I hope you're enjoying yourselves in Taiwan! I overheard my foster mom talking about going out for sushi last night and I thought, "Psshhh... whatever. My real mom eats serious authentic sushi in Taiwan. AND she speaks several languages!" But I didn't say that out loud to these people. They think they really have somethin' going on with the sushi thing here in "Alabamer". Hee hee... but that will be just our secret! :)

Anyway.. one more week closer until I get to lick your faces!!! But don't forget how much I actually lick my butt. That surely makes "kisses" less enjoyable, I'm sure. But whatever! I'm a dog... I lick whatever I please! :)

But I do love you. And I miss you lots & lots!

Your "Little Stinker", Tica-Lica

Jumpin, Chewin, Sniffin, Snoozin, & Motor-Boatin too!

2008-09-09T19:57:00.000-07:00

Well hello! Did you miss me?

It's been awhile since I've posted, but I sleep ALOT (as you know) so there's little time for rambling on and trying to type with these crazy long black nails that I have buried beneath this unruly Sesame Street monster fur that surround them. Oh, but I do have some new doggy moments to share with you...

The first is a story....

One of my most favorite things to do these days is go pick up the boys from school. I just can't tell you how exciting this is!!! Let me explain... you drive up in a line and inch forward... ever so slowly... while foster mom says, "Where's Bubby??" over and over as I jump frantically from window to window trying desperately to find him. When I do, I can't help but react as if I haven't seen him in decades. I go crazy and it's all just so exciting! It's a happy reunion each and every day.

Now I did get banned from going for a few days at one point. It was in the beginning, though, before I knew all the rules. I was in my foster mom's lap. (And as an unimportant side note, I'll throw in that her window was down) Anyway, next thing I knew, a bell rang and suddenly hundreds of gloriously playful running children appeared out of nowhere!!! It was divine!!

So I jumped out the window.

My new mom was not happy about this at all. She said not only could I have gotten hit by a car, but that she had on jammie pants and a sweatshirt with no bra and could not be chasing me around like that. (I didn't see how this detail was my fault, but anyway...) Fortunately, I didn't get that far. This has mostly to do with the fact that she had me by the collar, so I was practically dangling from the window for a moment until she pulled me back inside. Whew!! Stressful moment for her... importance of "oxegyn to the brain" moment for me. I'm guessing when there's a "no bra/jammies situation" involved, one must act fast and kick in the super-strengths!
So she pulled me in the window and called me a "Little Turd!". (Umm... what's a little turd??)

Anyway, here's some other things I have enjoyed lately...

chewing my toy... see how much progress I've made?

Sniffin' some 'shrooms...

Crashin' on foster mom's sacred silky pillow case... (she doesn't even let her kids or her husband touch this thing!!)

I so rule this roost!!

But just between us, she pets me (rather agressively I might add) with her teeth gritted and sings, "Leepy and Weet, Leepy and Weet. Leepy an Leepy an Leepy and Weet"". I'm guessing this means "sleepy and sweet"? She's so odd, mom & dad. And she pets me rather hard. Sometimes she reminds me of Lenny from Of Mice and Men. So just so you know, I could possibly be squeezed or petted to death on account of being so darn "Leepy and Weet"! (And you should hear her after my bath... "Weaky Lean & Leepy & Weet"). It's just ridiculous. I miss smart people. Smart, bilingual people that are educated and sophisticated. *sigh*

Well... until the day we meet again...
I think of you, Papa & Mamasita bonita!! Mi amore and mi lovey you mucho mucho much,
Tica

P.S. Here's a little video of me & foster dad playing "motor boat".

Oh, and did I mention I miss you? We all do... Tica-Lica

Riany Days & War Eagle!!!!!

2008-08-28T06:17:00.000-07:00

Mom & Dad,
It's been raining alot here. I mean ALOT. And you know how much I hate "goin' bidness up in da rain", so you can imagine the stress it's been on me me to "get my poop on", etc etc. I'm growing more accustomed to it however, as it has been raining for awhile now.
My new mom lets her boys play in it though, so I obviously have to participate in that! (Where they go... I go! That's the general rule.) Or else I run back-n-forth from the living room window to the dining room window... trying to "catch a glimpse" so I can whimper accordingly until my mom feels the guilt and lets me out.
But the actual point being, my new mom has been associating this rain with me & my feet.
But I totally don't get it... So I always shoot her that look of "Huh???" whenever she addresses the issue and that seems to work just fine....

But even so, here's a mysteriously random photo of some unidentified footprints on the comforter...

"What!??" (Oh wait... that's my innocent look of , "Huh???"

So anyway, getting back to the actual happenings of my life...

I dressed up for y'all cuz Auburn kicks off this weekend!! Woo Hoo!! War Eagle M&D!! Do you like my outfits??

Don't I look so confident and proud? The truth is the hat was terrifying and quite frankly, just plain humiliating. Possibly traumatizing.

And the jersey??? I stood there in that one position for about 2 minutes just looking around for some help. But eventually I hobbled around a bit until my mom freed me... Then I shook wildly and ran up the stairs for escape...

...which led to the dead end of a door. But I patiently waited with high hopes of some kind soul (with no costumes in hand) to open for me so I could retreat to beddie-by time on my "non-puppy-paw-printed bed". (hee hee) Nighty night!

And from me to you: "War Eagle and I love you!!"

Love, Tica

"Chief" Inspector Forfleas

2008-08-24T19:59:00.000-07:00

What do I hate more than anything in this world???? That's right... bath time! But I did get one today, much to my chagrin. My foster mom found me hiding (huddled up really close to Elliot in hopes that she wouldn't see me). But she saw me alright, scooped me up, plopped me in the tub, and dumped water on my head. She then said (in an obnoxiously cheerful voice), "Where'd Tica go?!" (Like she didn't know I was standing there with water dripping down my face). She then said that she thought I had been replaced by a skinny greyhound. (She's a strange one, mom & dad... really odd!) Here's the wet greyhound shot...

Now here is a humiliating picture of me with a mustache. My foster mom laughed as she twisted the "stache" into points and asked, "Does your dog bite?" in a bad french accent. She said you would appreciate that, mom. But I just thought it was plain ridiculous.

So I started in with my "pitiful shivering" and it worked! Even though the water was comfortably warm, she fell for it and hurried to get me finished so I wouldn't be "freezing". Then she let me out, dried me off and I proceeded to shake furiously all over the bathroom and the downstairs den. (And then up in the kitchen.) See??

Then I did the "spastic dance" all around the house while my new mom squealed with glee in a high pitched voice, "Aaaaw Tica!! Hers feels so good!!" And feeling as if I was pleasing everyone to the fullest extent (which seems to be what I live for) I ran up the stairs, then down the stairs then up the stairs, then down again. Then I came back up, did a few laps around the upstairs and went back down again. And let me just tell ya... It wore my ass out! So now I'm totally asleep on the sofa as my foster mom ticks away on the keys, turning around every once in awhile to say, "Aaawww, Tica!! Why you love me so much, huh?".

So bath time makes me crazy. You know that, but I thought I'd post a few pics of the event, just as a warm reminder of how lovely I am in everything that I do. Everyone here seemed to get into it... They were all cheering and giving me cookies as I SPAZZED OUT.

Oh, it's so good to be me. Need I say more??

This is me as "a wet rat" (from what I hear.) I think that's rude, as rats are disgusting, but I pose for the pictures when I'm told..

But in the end, everything is worth it because I get "cookies". And I get these when I go potty... do tricks... take baths or get haircuts. And I gotta say, I think you guys jipped me in the "cookie" department. But I don't hold it against you because I love you and I miss you. Plus I think I'm getting fat, but that's another blog...

I hope you are having a great time in Taiwan.

All my love & licks & snuggles,

Tica

A Little of Mom, a Little of Dad

2008-08-19T09:12:00.000-07:00

So I've made pretty good friends with the cat. "Cinco de Frio de Mio de Miles" is what they call him. And having been raised by a mom who is fluent in Spanish, I am certain that this makes no good sense at all. However, I'm not one to judge, so I just go along with it.

Miles & I like to sniff each other. Then he rubs all over me which is kind of annoying, but I guess that's what cats do. Annoy me. Oh, er.. I mean rub all over others.

And then, after what I always feel is more than enough "lovey cat play", I cannot resist the urge to challenge him to some"dog play". That would be my dad's influence, being a coach and all.

So he gets that oh-so-annoyed-by-the-stupid-dog look, accompanied by what is known as "airplane ears" around here, and tries desperately to ignore me.

But I'm persistent and typically get my way when it comes to playing with Miles.

And of course, I always win. Oh it's good to be me. "Who's the stupid dog now, huh?"

So "High Five!" to my dad...

And "Cheers!" to my mom!

I miss you both. And can't wait to see you again!!

Love, Tica

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........

"And a Poop Underneath the Pear Tree"

2008-08-13T21:06:00.000-07:00

OK.

So I totally pooped in the neighbor's yard today. There a new obsession I have with racing out to chase birds under Mimi's tree, but today I decided to drop a teensy surprise under there while I hunted. It was great.

My new mom however, did not think this was "appropriate behavior". She came out with a triple layer of Wal-Mart bags on her hands whispering, "Tica! No ma'am!" (Which I thought was respectful) "We are not wild animals. We are civilized animals and we only poop in our own yard." And she was kind of tip-toeing as if the neighbors couldn't see her when she walked that way in their yard.

Anyway... the good news is, I still got a cookie when I got inside. Yep... I have a jar of "cookies". I am learning new tricks with them too. I'm such a good dog. And apparently I smell "good-n-stinky, good-n-stinky". Uh... yeah. My new mom squeezes me and smells me and says that to me with her teeth gritted "good-n-stinky, good-n-stinky"all the time. What does this mean? How can you smell good and stinky at the same time? Frankly, (and just between us)... she's a little strange.

I will try to post some video of my new tricks soon... Love you!!

Balls, Bugs & Bedtime for Bonzos!

2008-08-11T06:36:00.000-07:00

I've been a very busy pooch lately.

Chewing my ball...

Catching crickets...

Posing for pictures...

And at the end of the day...

I'm just pooped!

Thursday Theatrics

2008-08-07T12:19:00.000-07:00

Dear mama & daddy Simpson,

Today I played in the woods alot. Mama Gore thinks it's because it's shady in there and cooler. But I do love going straight into the woods when she takes me out to pee and play. Sometimes when she's calling me to come in, I just peek my head out the bushes and stare at her. She says "no! Tica. Come!" like she doesn't think it's cute. Little does she know I heard her saying later that I looked like E.T. among all the stuffed animals in the movie. So I know she thinks I'm cute! She also said I'm too smart for my britches, which I took as a compliment!

In sad news, this morning I got my first "discipline" since I've been. I was eating Miles' food, and when he tried to join me in the feast, I tried to tear his head off in return. I haven't done that again though. My new mom "took me to the wood shed" so to speak. So I'm assuming that's not a good thing to do... dog-cussing the cat like that.

Anyway, it is starting to storm here, so I am about to snuggle in on my spot on the big bed and watch the rain out the window. I think I'll snooze the afternoon away too, so that I'll be fresh as a daisy when I wake my new mommy up for our midnight game outside.

I hope you guys are doing OK. We were all stoked to catch you on Facebook yesterday, btw!!

All my puppy love...
Tica

Nakedness

2008-08-05T14:31:00.000-07:00

Dear mom & dad,

I'm having so much fun living with the Gores. I get fed way more than I should from the table (they have these 3 small humans here that constantly give me scraps!) I sleep with those said little humans and I get lots of love! And best of all... I get the house to myself when they're gone and there's no Rascal here! It's great.

Today was a big day for me. My new mom said she was going to give me a haircut!! I was getting ready to sit for my grueling afternoon of "chop, chop, chop" when she pulled out this buzzing thing and sheered me clear to the skin. I did not like this process at first, and thought I might try to escape. It did not work.

So here I sit. I am shorn. I was ashamed of my nakedness at first. I sat for awhile with awkward eyes, as everyone laughed and said, "Aaaaw!! Tica Lica so tiny and soft!" It was weird. Then my new mom bathed me and I went completely crazy with excitement of how good and cool I felt in my new summer haircut and my cleanliness.

But just when I thought it was all over... she brushed me & cut out my matted hair. I tried (again) to escape, but this woman is good. She did give me lots of treats, though. So that made it all worth it in the end.

And I must say, the end result is very sexy don't you think??

I hope y'all are doing well. I miss you both, but I'm kind of glad I'm not stuck in the Asian projects all day while you teach. But that's just me.

Love you!!

Tica