Sunday, March 25, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
I Just Wanted the Crumbs!
Mommy's note: I was making room in our freezer for the new groceries and I put the remaining fish fillet in a ziploc to condense the space. No sooner had I set the box down but Sloan picked it up- with her face.
She did this once as a puppy with a tissue box and proceeded to run into everything like a drunk Tyrannosaurus (she had a big head as a puppy), making us laugh hysterically.
Now, 8 years later, she has higher standards for the box she puts her head into and didn't walk around, but we still got a laugh!
uhhhh... guys?
%&#*$*# they're all laughing at me and nobody's helping me...
Well, guys, I hear payback and I have something in common!
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Sunday, March 18, 2012
St. Patrick's Whatever.
I've tried to tell Mommy I don't play dress-up.
Coats are fine when I'm cold.
But none of this goofy crap.
I'll show her I'm not wearing that stupid hat...
Friday, March 16, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Lean on You?
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Some dogs act like footstools for their humans.
Yeah, right.
Not in this house.
In this house, the humans act like backrests (and pillows) for the dogs. Oh, who am I kidding...
Everyone in the house is furniture to me.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Ready For Business
Winter office.
Mommy note: Sloan is in front of our Aga, a cooker unit that is also the living room's constant heat source.
Summer office.
Hours: 10:30AM -9ishPM daily.
Two hour walk break around 3.
Consultations available on
dog modeling,
toy destruction with a specialty in tennis balls,
pooping in the most awkward places possible for pick-up,
(Mommy note: this is true, she specializes in aiming for the middle of bramble bushes)
cat policing,
and barking at watching for evil passers by.
Other topics evaluated on request.
Friday, March 9, 2012
Sleeping With Beauty
Mommy was all giggly, talking about "cute"-
but she wasn't looking at me,
so clearly she was confused.
She came in the bedroom with her camera,
but she was missing a subject-
because she COULDN'T have been talking about bumps-on-a-bed Daddy and Brother.
So I jumped in to help.
Obviously, I was needed.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
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