Saturday, February 28, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Yesterday was a fun, exciting day. I had to stay in The Hole for a little while, but when That Man and My MamaFigure got home they took me to PetSmart! I got lots of attention while I was there. Everybody said how cute I am and wanted to pet me. I felt like a rock star. There was a lot of different smells in the store. Dogs were everywhere and I barked at them while hiding behind That Man's legs. What with all the excitement of feeling like a rock star and the different smells in the store, my bowels began to churn and pretty soon I had to hunker down and poop. That Man called to My MamaFigure and said in a loud whisper, "He's sh****g!!" Well, what was I supposed to do? My bowels were in an uproar. My MamaFigure thought it was funny and laughed.
After my poop was cleaned up, I tried on lots of jackets. I am going camping in a few weeks and That Man and My MamaFigure want me to be warm and look stylish. Here is a picture of me in my new jacket. My MamaFigure says I look cute. That Man thinks I'm cute, but he won't tell me. I think I look gangsta. I like it.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
How does my MamaFigure love me? Let me count the ways.
She gives me chewy treats just because she thinks I'm cute.
She lets me cuddle with her all I want.
She never gets mad at me or fusses at me when I have accidents.She just cleans it up and asks me if I have to go outside. After all, I'm just a puppy.
She brushes my teeth with chicken-flavored toothpaste.
She lets me sit on her purple robe lap in the evenings while we watch TV.
She keeps my blanket clean so I won't be stinky in The Hole.
She talks to me.
She and That Man take me to the vet so i won't get sick.
She feeds me Science Diet because she wants me to be healthy.
She brushes my fur and doesn't yell at me when I squirm.
She pets me in the morning until I wake up. She doesn't want me to be scared.
Sometimes she calls me Bean-o. I like it when she calls me Bean-o.
She shares her morning Cheerios with me.
She calls That Man from her work everyday to check on me.
She takes a blanket outside when she sits on the porch so I won't get cold while I'm sitting beside her on the swing.
She pets me all the time.
She is always happy to see me when she gets home.
She hugs me.
She checks my collar to make sure it isn't too tight.
She would like it if I learned tricks, but I really don't have to. She loves me anyway.
She takes me for walks in the yard. If big dogs are around she makes them leave.
She sits in the floor and tosses my toys so I can play chase.
She washes my face because my wrinkles get stuff in them.
She doesn' t mind that I grunt and snort all the time.
My MamaFigure loves me. She tells me all the time.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
After I'd been here about a week, the Grandgirl and the Grandboy made up a song about me.
It is sung to the tune of "Bad to the Bone" by George Thorogood and the Destroyers.