Monday, February 27, 2006
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
My mom is so mean to me. I don't know what I did to deserve this type of treatment. I'm a good little dog. In fact, I'm such a good little dog that I deserved some of that wonderful smelling, yummy bacon. But did I get any? NO. I even tried to bribe her out of a piece. I brought her my favorite chew toy in exchange for some and to show her that it was my favorite, I chewed on it before I gave it to her so it was all good and slimy. She still didn't give me any. So then I tried farting to make her loose her apatite but that didn't work either. So then I ran around and around and around in circles to show her that I needed a piece to keep my energy up. All she did was laugh at me. She never did give me a piece of that bacon. Though a piece did mysteriously show up in my food bowl. I don't know how it got there, it must have been the Bacon Fairy.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Monday, February 13, 2006
Mom and The Computer
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
I am an only child. As an only child I don’t have to share my toys with anyone else. However, that does not stop me from wanting them within easy reach should they get an attitude with me and need to be put in there place. Take this picture for instance. In it I am pausing in the middle of a good chew on my cow’s butt. Not long after this was taken I felt as if I was being watched. When I looked over my shoulder, sure enough, my chicken was giving me the “eye.” Well I just don’t hold with that nonsense. Five minuets later peace was restored and my chicken had been schooled. If he knows what is good for him he will not make that mistake again.
On another note; I would like to dedicate this entry to them memory of my cow toy. Sadly, not long after the episode to which I refer in the above story, he disapeared. I was making remarkable headway in my mission to chew a hole in his butt when my mom noticed what I was doing. I think that she approved of my actions because she gave me a treat. However, when I returned to resume my chewing, my cow was gone. He has not been seen since.
Where ever you are, cow toy, know that you are missed