(Special thanks to Auntie C (fellow teammate) who works for the awesome Organic Dog Treat place Wet Noses. She was kind enough to get CCS cupcakes as well as some sweet potato treats for her birthday!)

Dear CCS,

Today you turn 12. Like most parents (fur or otherwise) I can’t believe how quickly time has flown by. You’ve taught me many things over the years:

First and most importantly you taught me unconditional love…as long as there isn’t someone holding bacon then you are going with them.

You’ve taught me that a dog can swallow a whole bunny shaped Pez dispenser and have it go through your whole body and not damage a thing. I only find this out after having to pay hundreds in vet bills though.

I’ve learned that apparently used Kleenex is far more appetizing than I ever thought as you are always searching for it in the bathroom trashcans. Though this is coming from a dog who likes to “clean up” any stray rabbit poop that might fall from its cage.

You taught me that not all dogs are into walks, often having to be carried back halfway through them (such a diva).

You can always cheer me up.

A shut door to the bathroom doesn’t mean keep out to you, just means try harder.

And lastly you taught me that I didn’t rescue you…you rescued me. Happy Birthday to my baby girl!

I really can’t make fun of the made for TV Lifetime movies anymore that I end up watching when I have insomnia or am sick stuck on the couch and the remote has fallen to the floor. For in a way my life could end up as the movie of the week or better yet ABC Family’s Cutting Edge 4 (I think they are at 4)…yeah I like that idea better. Cutting Edge 4: Getting Defensive. Yeah, that has some ring to it…hey ABC Family…hit me up.

Why the title? Well as most of you guessed (minus the person who thought we were twins) that is my boyfriend. We play defense together and have for a long while together. Since no one gets a real name but me on this blog we shall from this point on call him MDP…short for my defensive partner. Not clever I know. MPD eats everything btw, even green algae smoothies.

John Hughes would be proud in the fact that we were friends for a REALLY long time (knowing each other 8 years) and best of friends for quite a while. If you ever watched Some Kind of Wonderful it was kind of like that, except not at all as he was never on a date with another woman and I was the limo driver and I didn’t get diamond earrings. Damn…I don’t have diamond earrings. Oh and I’m Keith (Eric Stoltz) and he is Watts in our scenario for those who know the movie. I’m still thinking about how I don’t have diamond earrings. Anyway, I digress.

Some of you have caught on in the many previous posts the amount of family friendly meals that get cooked on here. MPD and I live together and usually every other weekend we get his two teenage twins (a boy and a girl) and 8 year old son. The good news is they are awesome kids. I know some probably cringed when I said teenagers but as someone who taught junior high for as long as I did I can tell you they are super great teens. And the 8 year old is awesome as well. He is super patient with me as he tries to teach me video games that I am really bad at. The bad news…I’ve got picky eaters again. Not all of them, in fact the girl is a champ like her dad at trying all sorts of food. I don’t know how I found people who don’t eat soup again but I did. Oh well.

Speaking of picky eaters, yes, of course he knows. I even asked him if it was okay to come out in public on the blog. Not in a do I have permission but in a out of respect I want to give you a heads up, he of course was okay with it. We both want the other person to be happy.

Just an FYI Saturday the blog is having some stuff done to it (don’t ask me what exactly) but the comments are going to be turned off for a little bit, so maybe it’s a good time to fan the FB page to interact with me. Also just two days left to donate…I kept my word and told you if you donated I would tell you who he was. And of course since it’s Fur Baby Friday…that’s why CCS is in the photo.

Cheer up Crazy Cocker Spaniel or you will get coal in your stocking instead of chicken strips. And in case you were wondering it isn’t easy to wrap a cocker spaniel in paper but I am going to guess it’s much easier than a cat!

Two more days!

Dear Santa,

I know what you are going to say. I haven’t been on my best behavior as of late. I will not confirm nor deny that I dragged the trash throughout the house to get the paper towel covered in bacon grease.

I will not confirm nor deny that I licked a batch of cookies when a certain person wasn’t looking.

I will not confirm or deny that peed at my grandma’s house at Thanksgiving which I have never ever peed inside before ever.

I will not confirm nor deny that I lunge at people’s hands in order to catch them off guard and they drop food and I just happen to pick that up for them with my mouth.

I will not confirm nor deny that I roll in the clean laundry pile before it is folded.

I will not confirm nor deny that I went on a hunger strike because I became a snob over food choices.

I will not confirm or deny that I keep scratching up mom’s dining room chairs while begging for food which I know I am not supposed to do.

Despite all that…look into my eyes. You know you can’t resist those Santa. Please bring me chicken strip treats and a subscription to the bacon of the month club.
Love and slobbery kisses,
Crazy Cocker Spaniel