You know what I wish?
That these people I live with understood the science of humidifiers.
I think I’d like to be a federally certified search and rescue dog. I’m pretty sure it’s what I already do all the time. I’m always having to rescue these people I live with from probable intruders and I’m positive that I’m already certified to search through the kibble to get to the good stuff. I wonder how much a federally certified search and rescue dog gets paid? I wonder if they get a pension? Think of how much sooner I could retire!
This is what my retirement would look like. All day long yoga posing while I nap.
Hah! Sign me up!
When I was two this was my most prized possession.
Now I’m three and I have a new most prized possession. I still like my other prized possessions too, it’s just that this one is more my age. I have to guard it all the time, just like my other one.
Having these prized possessions made for me by a world famous designer means that I can probably retire soon. I can’t wait.
Psst. You guys. Someone who shall remain anonymous
Mary Pat said – and I have to ask you:
Does this picture make my head look big?
Ugh. I am devastated.
And for those of you whose weekend hasn’t been ruined? Happy Friday.
(It wouldn’t have to be Throwback Thursday if somebody hadn’t been on holidays for six months. Just saying.)
I loved winter this year. There was lots of snow and I love snow! It’s way more fun than rain and way less wet and a lot more cold. Fun, fun, fun!
Here I am
frolicking fiercely playing in my (kind of) backyard:
It also made it way easier to tell where I had to go and re-mark my personal property lines that go from my house and all the way around the park and anywhere else I am. That was cool.
One thing was weird about winter though. These people I live with brought a tree into my house.
Psst – see that tree behind me? Apparently it’s not so it’s handier for me. I still have to go outside. I don’t understand these people I live with. I also feel bad for the tree cause it’s all sparkly and stuff. I don’t like sparkly.
And then there was this.
Did they not read the part of my contract that says no making me look ridiculous?
Sigh. It’s time for my nap.
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