Eat Yer Veggies

I was sharing a few of my snacks yesterday, and I remembered that I should come and thank those of you who have sent your animal companion pictures over to me. It is very helpful in view of the bark-all book I am writing!


However, I want to remind those of you who have ignored my plea for animal pictures, that I must have pictures of your animals. I don't want to have to snarl viciously.



Okay, I must go back and finish snacking. A girl has to maintain her body-mass, after all.

A Call To Paws

You people! I need pictures of your animal friends!

Send them over right away!

Thanks!

signed...

Precious Angel Scout

I had a ball yesterday!

There was so much turkey and dressing and gravy and potatos and pie and cookies and cake and candy that it was all I could do to keep it all down!



(Actually, I didn't. But my person hasn't looked behind the lounge chair, yet.)

My hero.

A Short Dry Spell

I'm a very short dog.

The other day, my person took me to the office. I took a walk, I did my business, I had a snack. People came in, I pretended I liked them, I got snacks. My person threw the chewy bone for me, and I showed her who's boss when I almost ripped her face off to get it.

You can see that I had an exhausting morning. I was THIRSTY!

Kiss kiss kiss, she kept picking me up and kissing me, it was very sweet and all, but I kept licking her hands and face and hoped she'd get the hint that I was THIRSTY! But, no. She didn't get it. And all they had at that stupid office was some already chewed gum that was blue and didn't even taste like crap.

It was not my best day.

Oh, and now that I got that off my chest, look at this.

Reeeeally irritating.