Wednesday, March 23, 2016

March 24, 2016

1970 here I come! 

That's right.  Don't be jealous.
The tall guy got me my very own waterbed.
Cause I'm a hip, with-it, now, groovy kind of dog.

It's supposed to help me stay cool when it's hot.
He wasn't sure if I would like it,
but I like it a lot.

Which is good because he already opened the box
that it came in.

He put it on top of one of my dog beds so I could
be cool and soft at the same time.

And there's plenty of room, so if you come visit,
we can both sleep on my waterbed at the same time.
But you have to bring your own pillow.


Thursday, February 25, 2016

February 26, 2016

I'm famous! 

Funny, I don't remember posing for this ad.
I wonder if the tall guy is using my picture
without my permission.

That should be worth at least 4 cookies a day. 

I think they need to put their slogan to work
on their van!

Saturday, February 6, 2016

February 7, 2016


Am I not allowed to take a nap on the bed during the day?
Who made up those rules?

Monday, January 18, 2016

January 18, 2016

Cold weather makes me sleepy! 

It turned VERY cold, so the tall guy moved one of my beds outside on the porch so I wouldn't have to be on the cold cements and get some sun.  That way, I can get all the smells and see what's happening in the world without getting so cold on my belly during the day.  (I sleep in the house most of the time and especially at night.)

Or maybe he just wanted me out of the house so he wouldn't have to listen to my snoring while he's trying to watch teevees.  

I'll have to ask him during the next commercial.

Monday, January 4, 2016

January 4, 2015

Fish heads, fish heads, 
roly-poly fish heads

Fish heads, fish heads,
eat them up, YUM!

I was not allowed to eat these fish heads.
(Actually they aren't even real fishes,
but don't tell the tall guy that.)
I think the only fishes that I have ever eat
was some sammons.
The sammons were good and I would like to eat some more,
but the tall guy doesn't eat them very often.
He says they taste fishy.

Well, DUH!