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13/07/2025

Fortaleza, 13 July 2025
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Dear Diary,
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My friend I have many updates, but I won’t share everything with you. I will focus on my favorite subject, me, and my favorite angle, how much mom mistreats me. Because I am fair and just, I will acknowledge that mom has had a rough month. She did nothing but work and she got very sick last week. That said… she is a selfish cruel woman and I suffer daily.
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Today she was supposed to work for 6 hours to keep me in luxury toys and food, so I thought I was going to escape without a bath for one more week. Sadly her 10 am student is on vacation (you better bring me a gift dude, this is all your fault), so she rescheduled her 9 am class to later on the day and found time to bath me. The only comfort I can take from the whole mess that happened today is that she was as upset about the it as I was and she will be looking like a Dalmatian in a few hours.
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So, the set up of my new bathroom is not ideal. There isn’t a handheld shower head so this made the bathing process a little bit more complicated. The fact I was standing still like a statue making the whole thing harder also didn’t help. Anyhow, mom had to put her back into it or I wouldn’t be properly clean. After much effort she managed to shampoo me well enough. It was when she was trying to get the shampoo out that things went south. She tried several times to push my butt under the water but I was fighting her, and since I’m almost bigger than she is and stronger, I was winning. She lost patience, grabbed my back legs and held my butt under water while I was standing on my front paws. I think the whole situation was degrading and humiliating but she thought it was hilarious, which made her cackle like the witch she is. I took offense to that and decided to avenge my honor. When she tried to pick me up by the front paws to hold me under the shower, I managed to push her down, step on her and then sit on top of her while she tried to scramble from under me in a really small space. At least she stopped laughing at me. I also might have pushed her agasit the bathroom wall and she might have hit her head again. She was whining about the fact that she can handle scratches and bruises, but head injury is crossing a line. It was nothing short of a miracle that we both made it alive out of that bathroom.
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The drying process was better though. I mean, I made a point of making everything difficult for her, but even with me doing my best to ruin that part, it still took half the time because mom moved us to the middle of a tornado. Between the hurricane winds she calls a little light breeze and the pet blow dryer, I was dried in no time. The only drag was having to listen to mom whining about her back hurting. Well, who told her to stop Pilates for years? With great fluff, comes great responsibility. It is not easy to look this fabulous and it’s on her to make it happen. I already did my part by being born gorgeous.
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As you can see diary, taking out mom, life has been great. I love my new place. I’m learning to enjoy the balcony too. I can see the people who live here enjoying the pool and the garden. They like waving at me. I feel like the king that I am, with my subjects adoring on me. I finally have the life I deserve. If only I could get mom to worship the floor I walk on, life would be perfect.
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I’m off now. Mom has finished vacuuming the apartment 3 times to pick up flying golden glitter and she wants to brush my fur to make it more shiny… it’s hard to be beautiful diary.
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Bites,
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Shark

27/06/2025

Fortaleza, 27 June 2025
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Dear Diary,
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My friend, it’s been a while. I’ve missed you dearly and I have so much to tell you. Today is my birthday. I’m 4 years old and I think I am old enough to move out and live by myself. Okay that’s a joke, but speaking of moving, mom and I moved. Diary I can’t tell you how stressful and terrible moving is and it all happened so fast, that I just had no time process what was going on. One day we were in our old apartment and everything was fine and the next day mom was boxing our things and saying we were moving to this amazing place. I didn’t know what moving was back then but I could tell I wouldn’t like it. In less than a month everything changed. I woke up last Saturday and mom was like “hey, get ready I’m taking you to the new apartment to stay with your uncle Michel while I stay here and supervise the moving crew” I didn’t know what that meant but I got excited about spending time with uncle Michel. So that was it. She took me to this nice place with a balcony, dropped me with uncle Michel for 3 hours and left. I spent most of the day on the balcony with uncle Michel, my designated nanny for the event. I could see people coming in and out bring our things and some other people working to set things up, but I couldn’t participate. It was very frustrating and all mom’s fault.
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It’s been a week since we moved and I have to admit mom was right for once. This place is much better than our last one. It’s closer to the park and I have a balcony from where I can keep an eye on the neighborhood. But of course I couldn’t let mom know that she was right so I spent 3 days ignoring her and being a grumpy pest. We are fine now. The poor woman seems so tired that I decided to cut her some slack.
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31/03/2025

Shark: “Woman, stop it! We made it home and we are both fine. It was just a little rain.”

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Me: A little rain? That was a lot more than that and the whole city is under water now.

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Shark: “Fine, it was more than a little rain, but I don’t see why you are so upset. We are home and safe now.”

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Me: Not all of us made back!

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Shark: “Okay, okay, I’ll give you that. Our loyal companion, the headset, didn’t make it. Should we hold a moment of silence for our fallen comrade?”

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Me:

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Shark: “Too soon?!”

04/05/2024

Fortaleza, 04 May 2024
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Dear Diary,
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My friend, I am only two months away from my 3rd birthday and I think I am wise enough to share a valuable piece of advice with all puppies out there: think long and hard before adopting a human. They are really hard to look after. These past three weeks were nothing but exhausting for me.
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It all started with Ares being a grumpy dog and burning mom’s energy. He had an ear infection and was grumpier than usual with the world, so when mom came back from his walk, she was tired and took it out on me. That’s how I see it. Mom says she doesn’t mind Ares hating the whole world because he is lighter than me and easier to hold. Also everyone knows them and they don’t mind Ares freaking out anymore and know to stay away from them. Anyhow, I don’t believe her, because the slightest little thing set a whole drama during our walk. We were walking by the park and I got spooked by something touching my paw. That caused me to jump in the air and turn. I did it very fast and I am very heavy. I was right beside her. You can see where I’m going with this right? I hit her with my butt and sent her flying into a huge mud puddle. She just flopped to the ground on her butt. She was dirty, but fine. She wasn’t hurt at all. But because she is spending all her patience on Ares, she got angry at me and threw a tantrum. She dragged me back to the car, all the while saying that if I turned her into a meme she would burn all my toys. There were no witnesses to the fall, but a lot of people saw us all muddy (I had muddy socks on my paws and mom was… well let’s not talk about her) walking back to the car. Mom said that if a picture or a video ever surfaces I will be in big trouble.
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There was also the bowling with Spitz incident. It was not my fault! Even mom agrees with me. This crazy lady, who knows perfectly well that I hate all dogs, decided to approach us from behind. When I noticed 4 Spitz coming at me I jumped and turned just like when I threw mom in the mud puddle. Again my butt hit the dog who had jumped to get me and he was thrown against a fence. I then jumped in the middle of the other three, causing them to scatter all over the place. All that happened in like two seconds and then mom held me near her and got between me and the dogs. The owner of the spitz said sorry, muddled that her dogs were crazy and left. Mom was too stunned by what could have happened to her dogs to say anything. It was a crazy day, but no dogs were permanently hurt by my lethal butt punch.
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After that there was the storm day. Mom called it a storm, I called it a light drizzle that can get a human without awesome double coat soaked to the bone. She was very grumpy about that, but since I used my paw to drag her off the sofa and throw her to the floor she had to walk me, storm or no storm. That was last Saturday. On Sunday we went to a picnic to celebrate the 13 anniversary of the lab mom works at (she teaches there). It was great. I saw several of her students and a few members of my family. I had so much fun.
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And that brings us to today. Mom is in her room saying she won’t talk to me until tomorrow and that if her eye turns purple she will burn all my toys. Why does she always threaten my toys?! Again, NOT MY FAULT. Mom figured that I’m old enough to learn new tricks that she didn’t want to teach me when I was a puppy so I wouldn’t use them against her. One of those tricks was “paw”. She said she didn’t want me offering my paw every time I wanted something. She calls that behavior “demanding paw”. Yeah she is weird like that. Anyhow, she tried to teach me that now, but while I think she is a very good language tutor, she should have been clearer when teaching me tricks. If she had made it clear whose paw she was talking about, I wouldn’t grab her arm with my teeth and offer to her now, would I? Totally her fault. But since she was so interested on my paw, I started offering it all the time. My very delicate and small paw that is bigger than her hand. Just now, while she was lying on the sofa watching tv I offered my paw. Sadly I missed her hand, hit her in the face and sent her glasses flying. And that’s why she is now in her room not talking to me.
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See? It is very hard to take care of a human. So that’s why I want every puppy out there to be careful making the decision of adopting a human. I’m off now my friend. Duty calls. I have to get into my humans good side again. She is the one who controls the food in the house.
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Bites,
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Shark

30/04/2024

Ares: “Why couldn’t we just stay home and watch tv?! I’m sure you could have found a nice kdrama to watch and something tasty to eat.”
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Me: “I am your walking companion Ares, not your nanny.”
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Ares: “But it is raining!!”
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Me: No it isn’t!
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Ares: “Are you just going to stand there and lie to my face? I saw those concentric waves on the surface of those puddles back there. It is raining!”
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Me: That’s not rain. That’s a T-Rex. So, instead of whining, you should be thanking me for practically running to the park. It saved our lives.
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Ares: “Yes it was a T-Rex… wait, what? Oh forget it! The rain probably washed away any sense you had left.”

27/04/2024

Me:
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Shark: “Can you stop with the whining Ms. Spun Sugar?!?
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Me: It’s easy for you to say! Your skin is dry and I’m soaked to the bones. My socks are wet!!! Ewwww!!
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Shark: “Well, you signed up for this the day you decided to get a water dog, so I am done with the drama woman! I don’t want to hear about flu season or catching your death anymore. Now pick up the pace! I can see a nice puddle ahead of us that I haven’t rolled in it yet. Come on, knees to chest, knees to chest!!”
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Me:

31/03/2024

Fortaleza, 31 March 2024
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Dear Diary,
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I hate March. I know my family loves it because half of them, including mom, have their birthdays in March, but I just can’t accept a month that is mostly not about me. To make matters worse, we lost our human grandmother (great grandmother for me) in the end of February, so mom was sort of down in the beginning of the month and even canceled her birthday celebration. I had high hopes for her birthday. I wanted to see my uncles and aunts (mom’s human friends) and my family. So much for that. At least we had a nice lunch together. I got grounded beef with my kibble and a dog beer.
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It’s been raining a lot here and that is getting in the way of my walks. I missed some just because there was a downpour and Miss spun sugar refused to walk in the rain. I’m a water dog, I don’t need to worry about silly things like that, but mom said it was annoying to dry me after. She is so lazy!
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The closing event of the month was also terrible: I hurt my paw during our walk on Tuesday. I stepped on something and cut between the pads of the my right front paw. Mom almost carried me back to the car because I made a huge drama and, while I didn’t cry, I wouldn’t put my paw on the ground. My Oscar winning performance was ruined by the appearance of a border collie named Franze, whom I hate. I stopped limping and tried to rip off mom’s arm to get him, so she noticed I wasn’t that hurt and made me walk back to the car. She cleaned and treated my paw when we got back home and decided I had to rest for a few days to avoid complications. I didn’t get my walks for 3 days, so it’s no surprised mom got hurt on Friday.
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Look, people pay top dollar for that bee stung look I gave to her lip when I woke her up with a paw to her face. What?!? It was time to get up and the lazy person was still sleeping. I was forced to take matters into my paws. There was blood but she didn’t die, so no need to make a fuss. And it worked! She took me for a long walk that day. It was awesome. I jumped around on and dug the sand that accumulated because of the rain. Since I had such a great time on Friday, I needed to make sure she understood there would be consequences if she ignored my walk on Saturday and devised a plan to get my point across. Mom likes to sit on a Pilates ball to watch her kdramas here and there and she did that on Saturday morning. I just happened to be running at too speed and rammed into the ball. Mom sort of took flight and landed on the floor with a grunt. It was hilarious… for me that is. I’m sure she will lock me out of the room tonight to avoid new lessons.
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Bites,
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Shark

24/03/2024

This week in my bujo. I knew I would be a crazy week so I got cute stickers to represent that 🙂 I kept the colors calming and cute. I also used watercolors to add more color to the whole spread. Here’s the main quote:
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“I’ve progressed only slowly to where I am today. If you are a young person reading this, please remember to be patient with yourself. You are at the beginning of a long and interesting journey, one that will not always be comfortable. You will spend years gathering data about who you are and how you operate and only slowly will you find your way towards more certainty and a stronger sense of self. Only gradually will you begin to discover and use your light!”
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― Michelle Obama, The Light We Carry: Overcoming in Uncertain Times

14/03/2024

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05/02/2024

Fortaleza, 05 February 2024
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Dear Diary,
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Let us start by stating facts: I am an angel. The sweetest dog that has ever lived. I also have hard proof of that: I do not get into fights with lizards (yeah, it happened again) and put mom in danger like a certain long-legged cousin did. Now that we have that out of the way, I can talk about the “provoking-a-person-armed-with-fire incident”.
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It was not my fault, as usual. It was just a huge misunderstanding. That person was too sensitive and mom got all upset over nothing. I will tell you what happened, step-by-step. We went for our walk yesterday and apart from a couple of dogs that needed some scolding everything was calm. That is until we bumped into this guy playing with fire. Mom said he was a street performer and she seemed to like the whole thing, but I thought the whole situation was really fishy. I mean, I was okay with it when we were away from him, but when we crossed the street and got closer to the guy, I just couldn’t handle it. He was flying and playing with fire. That is not normal! People shouldn’t fly! Okay, fine he wasn’t flying, but it was night and I didn’t see the rope he was walking on, so give me a break. Considering the information I had, I did the only thing I could and should do, which was scream my opinion as loudly as possible. The fishy guy got spooked and nearly fell. He dropped one of the torches on the ground and jumped from the rope. By then, mom, instead of joining me, started saying sorry to the guy and dragging me away. She said it was all fine, that I was just spooked but I wasn’t a danger to him. Crazy woman! Her tolerance for weird is just too high.
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The worse part is that she got angry at me! She told me I shouldn’t provoke people armed with fire and that the guy could have barbecued us both. She loves barbecue, but only when we aren’t the main dish. Doesn’t that just proves me right? The guy was clearly dangerous and I did her a favor by protecting her.
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Really diary, I’m so offended that I can’t even think. I’m off to sleep some more, but later I’m going to talk to my crazy human and set her priorities straight.
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Bites
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