Where's Timbuktu?

Mommy? I've got a parcel I need to post...

I'll Get You, My Frisbee

Mommy thought it would be funny to put my frisbee on a pole.

 

This is why Mommy has no friends and only has me to talk to.

And I don't get a choice in the matter.

HA.

I win.

As usual.

Who *really* won Wimbledon??

Hey y'all.
Yeah, I'm from Georgia. 
I can say that.


Anyway, sorry I haven't been around lately.
There have been A LOT of tennis balls trying to escape my garden,
and I've had to round those suckers up. 

Don't worry, though.
I've got it all under control.

Charades

See, Daddy?

This is what the mouse looked like after Mia played with it.

I told you she is a monster. 

Enemy Forces are Gathering

The sheep weren't so bad without a leader...

and Mia the cat wasn't so bad without minions.

Crap.

I'm in trouble now.

Doorbell

I like to announce when people come to our house.

Even if it's just Mommy.

I mean, Daddy might need some warning...

Presenting...

TA-DA!

Oh.

I'm supposed to follow that up with something?

I thought just seeing me was enough...

Doga

I was trying that doggy yoga.

My downward dog got tiiiiiiiiired.

Now I'm doggy meditating.

boooooooonnnnnnnnnneeeeeeeee

Defender of the Castle

There's a Sloan-sized platform,

my head fits right in...

this is the perfect barking window!

Mommy, we need a castle!

Oh, oh! Can we get a moat?!?

Just no monsters.

Guys, Let's Get Serious.

Before he became my little brother to beat up,

Max had two other sisters.

Mommy is talking about them, and other dogs and cats who don't have families, 

over on her blog today.

You should read it.

I'm gonna go get lots of cuddles,

since that's what Mommy wants when she gets sad.

Sloan Kent? Superdog?

I'm supposed to change what  in here?

Seriously, guys. I'm a dog.

I don't wear clothes.

MOMMY YOU PUT THAT AWAY RIGHT NOW!

Not in front of my friends!

Miss Repetitive

Throw it

Throw it

Throw it

Throw it

Here.

Now...

Throw it

...