I’m so glad the air conditioning people come today.
Mom never explained to me how REAL dogs sometimes have to live in houses that aren’t always at the perfect temperature.
I don’t like being hot. It makes me crabby (mom too, but she’ll never admit it!)
I don’t like Mom’s new fitness plan.
She made me walk around the lake THREE times (3 miles) even though I gave her the stink-eye every time she kept going after I showed her an opportunity to walk to the car.
I liked it better when Mom couldn’t walk very far because of her fankle surgery.
Mom is buttering me up for some reason. She just gave me a HUGE frozen bone from the butcher.
I hope that doesn’t mean she’s going on another trip….. In any case, I’m enjoying the heck out of it.
Mmmmmm… Bone marrow!
A “lady” tried to start a fight with Mom in the parking lot at the lake today.
Little did that “lady” know that Mom is a lover, not a fighter.
It was kind of funny to watch the “lady” get flustered when Mom refused to engage.
Mom gave me a bath last night, so of COURSE I had to roll in the goose poop when we walked around the lake this morning.
I smelled and looked MUCH better after that. I think goose poop looks like manly camouflage.
Mom didn’t seem very happy with my new look, and didn’t want me to ride in her car after that.
I don’t know- it seems to me that a manly-camouflaged dog looks really good riding in a truck, don’t you?
I’m just a cool puggle living with Mom (who thinks she’s a puparazzo) and Dad.
I get attention everywhere I go, so thought I’d start my own blog. It’s what the cool kids are doing, right?
I even have my own business cards and Facebook account!! Yeah, I know… it’s a bit over the top, but hey- that’s just how I roll.
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