There was a lot of activity in our house this weekend because Mom and Dad decided to work on our house. They were in and out of the garage a million times (in dog years) and making a lot of noise in the house. The great thing about that is they decided that we all needed a treat from Dairy Queen so we all hopped in the car and I got my very own bowl of vanilla ice cream. I liked it a LOT. Mom took it away from me before I was finished, saying something about an episode of the poopies last time she shared ice cream with me.
In case you’re wondering, this ice cream was just fine and I got to have my leftovers for two days.
Last night I totally freaked out because I noticed something new on the wall. I barked and barked at it because it didn’t belong there. Mom told me that it’s been on the wall for two days and thought it was funny that it took me so long to notice. I didn’t care how long that thing was on the wall, it didn’t belong!
Bark! Bark! BARRRRKKKKKK!
Mom decided that I needed a formal introduction to the thing on the wall, so she picked me up and let me sniff it and we played the ‘touch’ game a few times. After that, I decided that the thing can stay but I’m going to keep my eye on it.
Mom and Dad need to quit messing with the house. I like it just the way it is and I don’t like it when things are moved around or added to my space. I even get upset if Dad leaves dishes on the counter. Put those dishes in the dishwasher Dad! They don’t belong on the counter!
Bark! Bark! BARRRRKKKKKK!
Dad says that I get my OCD from Mom. I don’t know how Mom could possibly have Obsessive Compulsive Dog since she’s a human, but whatever.
Mom must really like our play time together because we play with my new toy every single day. Most puppies probably don’t realize what an awesome toy this is, but I caught on to it right away. When Mom moves it around it puffs out little clouds and I like to bite them. I am a master cloud biter.
We sure know how to have fun around here, don’t we?
The nice people at Pet-Super-Store.com sent me an awesome new bed to review. I wanted to review it right away, but Mom had to go out of town and she doesn’t like me to post on my blog without her. She’s such a control freak, right?
Mom tells me that it’s probably a good thing it took me two weeks to review because she and I have a special rule. If it’s mine, I can do anything I want to it. That usually means that it’s going to get destroyed if it has:
1. Stuffing
2. Furry exterior
3. Zippers
4. Things I can pull apart
5. A squeaker in it
This bed had everything except the squeaker and Mom was afraid that by the time she got back the bed would be completely destroyed. I tried my best, I really did! As soon as Mom got it out of the box, I knew it was mine and immediately tried to take it apart. That’s how Mom learned that the pillow comes out AND has a zipper so she can wash the case. I found the zipper within two minutes because I have zipdar. If it has a zipper, I’ll find it and do my best to take it off.
Mom says that doing the review two weeks after getting the bed is a good indicator of how well made it is. It still looks brand new, even though I’ve been sleeping in it and messing with the zipper every.single.day. If Mom was home, she would have tried to make me behave with the bed, but Dad was in charge while she was gone and he lets me get away with everything.
I’ll bet you’d like to know about this indestructable bed, right? It’s called “The Dutchie” and comes in lots of fabrics. I’m not good at math, but I think I counted 41! It just so happens that Pet-Super-Store.com sent me the exact fabric I’d pick- Urban Animal.
The “The Dutchie” comes in four sizes fitting puppies from 15 to 70 lbs. I am a pound over the medium size, so I’ve been sleeping in the large. I love it because I can stretch out if I want, but lots of times I like to cuddle up next to the sides. The sides are really supportive! When I tried to do that with my old bed, the sides just flopped over.
Mom left my old bed out just to see which bed I’d choose. She knows that I like my stuff, so was surprised to see me in my NEW bed every morning when she came down stairs. The old bed might as well go to doggy bed heaven because it’s dead to me.
Mom had to figure out a way for me to pick the winner of the CSN Store giveaway. I guess she’s not as smart as she’d like to believe because it took her a while. Turns out that things didn’t go exactly as planned…..
I know you’re waiting to find out who won the CSV giveaway, but you’re going to have to wait just a little longer. Mom is going to have ME pick the winner, but she needs Dad’s help as the camera man so you can watch me choose.
Dad’s on a golf trip until Sunday night, so stay tuned.
PS- Can you imagine? He’s around all that grass and didn’t take me. Hmmph!
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