Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Fodder for a six year old boy
We had lots of company over for Christmas Eve and I had a great time with all of the guests. Everyone had such interesting drinks to taste!
I knew Santa was coming because Mom said he was, so when I saw all the presents under the tree, I decided that they were all mine from Santa! If I could fit it in my mouth, I’d take off with it. My mom was a real buzz kill because she’d make me give them back.
Riley came to our house and it was fun having a kid to play with. Mom thought he’d enjoy watching me run on the treadmill and she forgot that she had a rule about waiting until I go poop before I run. We all know that dogs like to poop when they go for walks or runs, and so Mom always waits until the coast is clear, so to speak, until she lets me use the treadmill.
Not this time! Boy was that a bad idea.
When you gotta go, you gotta go, right? When you’re on a treadmill going five miles per hour, you can’t jump off without getting hurt. Everyone knows that.
So, what’s a guy to do but just let ‘er fly. It took a minute for mom to realize what was going on, and then you should have heard Riley laughing. “He’s pooping!” “And it’s flying everywhere!”
I think he told that story to everyone that came to the house that night. Mom seemed a little embarrassed about it, but I’ll bet she learned her lesson.
By the way, I got to wear a festive collar for Christmas. I really liked it a lot and was mad when Mom took it off. I don’t know why I’m not allowed to wear it every day.
Hi einstein I really hope you have a chance to become my friend sometime soon!! all you have to do is go to my blog at keikofoxx.blogspot.com and click on the button that says follow and then sit back relax and read my adventures!!! BOL!! I hope to see you there!! Wags and Licks!!
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