Posts Tagged With: Puppy

It’s My Birthday and I’ll Bark If I Want To…

Yesterday was a game changer for me…I turned the BIG 1.  Aunt Amanda is the most super awesomest Aunt ever and she made me the best birthday cake in the world!

I’m a Big Boy Now


Look how far I’ve come in just one year:


Me and mom now



Me and mom on my 1st day home













If I’ve come this far in only a year, imagine where I’ll be next year at this time!  And thanks to everyone who took the time to wish me Happy Birthday, I love you all 🙂

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Role Reversal

And here I thought I was the trainer.  But, no!  Farley seems to be learning from my mom too.  Today as I was about to leave daycare, this is what he did:

But it gets worse, he started walking around like I was his pet or something, the horror!

And then he just decided not to let me leave.  At least he likes me, right?

I guess all of you who told me to watch out for when Farley gets bigger were right!

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My Mom Went to America and…

she must have gone to Petsmart because she brought back shirts and DOGGLES!

“Lifedog on Duty”


The Hawaiian Shirt

I like the shirts, but feel rather ridiculous in the doggles.  Apparently they are supposed to protect my eyes from the strong Tanzanian sun, but I don’t see any other dogs wearing them here.  In fact, I don’t see any other dogs wearing clothes either.  Perhaps that’s why everyone laughs at me!

Chillin’ in my doggles


I think I’m ready to take them off now…

Anyhow, what do you think?  Are my doggles nerdy?  Or do they make me look super cool?

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Doggie Daycare

Since mom has come back from America and Farley Fleabag has arrived on the scene, I have been spending my days at Mr. Marcel’s house instead of sitting at home alone on the couch waiting for mom to get done with work.  This is best for everyone involved because I get to play, Farley gets to learn about how to be a dog from me, and mom doesn’t feel bad about me being alone.

Every morning, around 7:30 mom puts my halter and my leash on and we walk over to Mr. Marcel’s house.  I know the way perfectly since I have an acute sense of smell and once I’ve been somewhere I can always figure out how to get back.  So, I lead the way and mom follows.

Arriving at Daycare

Once I arrive, mom immediately removes my harness because if I leave it on, then Farley tries to use it as a carrying handle for me and I can’t have that since I’m his superior.

Our caretaker is named Damien and he is a jack of all trades.  Not only does he do the landscaping and the gardening, but he is also our Early Childhood Education Teacher, and he likes to read English literature too.  All the people in Mwanza want Damien as a gardener since he knows how to grow arugula (although I don’t understand the fascination with arugula since I think it’s quite disgusting) and other yummy vegetables.

Damien, working his magic

Most of my day is spent playing, running, and teaching Farley things he’ll need to know once he moves to Moshi and doesn’t have me as his trainer anymore.

This is what we do all day

Farley and I also like to drink coffee in the morning, so usually we’ll conspire to spill the human’s coffee somehow so that we can drink it to get energy for our day of playing.  Here we are whispering about our recent success in spilling mom’s coffee:


By the end of the day, when mom arrives to pick me up around 5, I am totally beat from running and playing and having fun all day.  I sleep SO well in the night now because I’m so exhausted from my day at Daycare, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything since I have so much fun with Farley and Damien.  They’ll be my buds for life!

Three best buds


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Mom’s Back

A few weeks back, mom packed her bags, and my bag too so I was super excited because I figured we were going on a trip together and I love traveling, I have a blog called Tito Travels, after all.  But, I was in for a shocker.

Mom’s not going anywhere without me

We drove to the airport, and I still didn’t realize what was happening, but then mom got all teary-eyed and hugged and kissed me a bunch.  I then had the chilling realization that she was going one way, and I was going another.  And then, for 427 hours we were separated.  And let me tell you, that is a LOOOONG time in doggie’s life.

But now she’s back and life is good.  Me + Mom = Happy


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Reason #2 I’m Becoming Tanzanian

I’ve officially lived in Tanzania for longer than I’ve lived in the US.  Just because I was born in the US doesn’t mean that I’m not Tanzanian, in fact I don’t really remember life in the States at all.  What I DO know is life in Africa, whether it’s eating mishkaki, driving through game parks, or having a house girl, all I really know is the Tanzanian way of life.  Therefore, I feel like it’s about time the Tanzanian Government issue me my very own Tanzanian passport.  I’ll be waiting…

My Tanzanian Passport

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I Met a Girl, and I Liked It

As you all know, I’m not a baby anymore, but I’m not yet an adult either, so this girl-dog stuff is new for me.  A few weeks back, something happened.  I met a girl dog named Rani who is a German Spitz.  My mom is friends with Rani’s mom, Sina, who is from Germany.

As you might imagine, I was completely lost at this first meeting since no one told me she was coming.  I didn’t even have a shirt on and the dog bowl was completely empty!

AGH! There’s a girl here!

(Mental Note: Dear Mom, Please brief me when girls are visiting!)

Soon, though, I managed to calm myself down enough to say hello to Rani.  She’s a bilingual dog (she speaks German and Bark) and she’s very pretty too.

The downside is that I have to stand on a cushion to reach her height 😦

I’m just like Tom Cruise!

I whispered and then we went for a walk away from the humans because we couldn’t handle the ooooohs and aaaahs and the “Pretty puppies” anymore.  Some space, please, so a dog can have a private moment.

Whispering to Sweet Rani

You know what? I think Rani and I might become good friends….or maybe even more 😉

Showing my new (girl)friend around


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Living in Tanzania: What It’s Really Like

In honor of my mom being in the United States right now, I decided to create my own picture-guide (in the style of the one about Epidemiologists) about my life in Tanzania.

I think this is an important step in clearing up some misconceptions about my African life, so to my friends, my mom, society, and my grandparents, this is what it’s REALLY like:

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Aunt Amanda’s Birthday

Aunt Amanda is getting old!  Yesterday she turned 24 YEARS old, and I’m only 8 MONTHS old.  I can’t imagine someone living that long, and you know what?  My mom is even OLDER than Amanda!  She better not die before me.

To celebrate Aunt Amanda’s birthday, we planned a birthday party for her on Saturday at our house.  We had all the necessary equipment for a proper birthday party, such as beer, Konyagi, lots of cups, and ping pong balls.  As a special surprise, Mr. Marcel made me a fancy outfit for the occasion.  He dressed me up like our Maasai guard so that I could help keep the order at the party.

Mom in her Africa dress and me in my Maasai outfit

Towards the middle of the party, mom and Catherine disappeared to prepare a surprise for Aunt Amanda, which was a cake with candles and making everyone wear a birthday crown while singing Happy Birthday, even I was included in the surprise.

Happy Birthday Amanda!

The night went on and on, these people stayed FOREVER, so eventually I just put myself to bed.  I guess, since I’m still just a puppy, that I’m not old enough to stay up that late at night.

In the morning, when mom and I got up, I was shocked at the state of our house.  There were cups and bottles EVERYWHERE.  But, since I’m a good little puppy, I helped to clean up by licking all the sticky stuff off the floor.

Licking up the aftermath

Then mom reminded me that we have Anna and that she would help to clean everything up.  This is why we love Tanzania!

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Taking a Walk, Tanzania-Style

There’s not many things I like more than a good walk, especially here in Tanzania where I get to see so many interesting things while I’m outside.

Let's go!

Usually mom and I go for a walk around our neighborhood (called Isamilo) around 5 in the afternoon, just before it starts to get dark.  Today, I said hello to our Masai and he took a photo of me and mom before we left for our walk.

Hi Masai!

Me and mom, ready to go!

Once out of our gate (you HAVE to have a gate around your whole house in Tanzania just to be safe) we turn right and walk down the dirt road.  Then we get onto an even smaller dirt path and continue on to climb up some stairs over a stream.  I usually like to pee on things as we go so that everyone knows I was there.  Today, there was a man next to the stream, I barked at him because I didn’t know him and then I peed on a tree just to show him who was boss.

I'll show that guy who is boss!

When we get to a fork in the road, we turn right again and walk past Isamilo International School.  I usually see a lot of kids there and they yell at me and laugh and make weird barking noises too.  They need to grow up!  I’m just a small dog, JEEZ!

Once we’re past the school, again we turn right onto another  long dirt road.

Checking out the view in Isamilo

There’s a special spot on this road where there’s usually a lot of lizards and I love watching them and chasing them since we don’t have anything like them in Ithaca, where I grew up.  Today, we saw a whole bunch of different types of lizards hanging out together at their normal spot, EXCITING!

Me and mom looking at the lizard

After we got home, I made mom look up this cool, colorful lizard and she says it’s called a Rainbow Agama lizard.

The Rainbow Agama lizard I saw on my walk

Once we get to the end of the long dirt road, we pass a place called Corner Bar, which is basically just a shack on the corner where people gather to eat mishkaki and drink beer or soda.  Then we walk down a busier road where there are women selling fruits and vegetables.  It’s here that I get a lot of cat-calls (or maybe I should call them dog-calls).  Today, a group of children giggled at me, then a man walked past and said “mbwa?” and a pair of middle-aged ladies just stared and laughed outright.

At this point, I’m getting excited to get back inside where people aren’t always laughing and pointing, and then…I SEE MY HOUSE!

Almost home!

This is when mom finally lets go of my leash and I can run as fast as I want.  I always go straight to my gate like a good boy (usually stopping to pee on a plant just so that everyone knows that this is MY house!)

This is MY house

See, walking is super awesome, and I’m quite the spectacle for others too.

Super happy about my walk 🙂

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