No I won’t. There is absolutely nothing to love about anything involving the words dog and bath time. Whose idea was this anyway?
This is more accurate:
Dogs, Treats, Bath time
Two of these things are just like the other, one of these things just doesn’t belong
Ugh. What a way to start a week.
Hi guys – I’ll be right with you. I’ll only be a minute.
Wow, so good. Kibble should be this good. Kibble in the shape of snowmen that tastes like cookies would be a great business idea. Someone should get on that for me.
Sorry, what did you say?
Ugh. I can’t believe I just ate my Christmas present. Who leaves Christmas presents out before Christmas anyways? How was I supposed to know? It’s not like it was easy to open, what with all that ribbon and all.
I think I need a nap.
December 3, 2015 minus July 3, 2014 equals Fourhundredandeleventy days without anyone working on my blog. Ugh.
I’ve gotten so much older that you guys probably don’t even recognize me.
The last time you saw me I was 3 and now I’m almost 5. Five! I feel so old. You know what? I’m still not retired. I was sure that by the time I was 5 I would be all done training these people I live with and that I wouldn’t have to always guard against probable intruders and bears but no. Not even close.
So that’s what’s been going on in my life for the last fourhundredandeleventy days. What’s new with you guys?
Of course I dream! That’s because I have goals. My goal is to train these people I live with so that I can finally retire.
Apparently that’s a dream, a pipe-dream. I’m not sure it will ever happen.
After an exhausting week of training these people I live with, guess what I did this weekend?
I love, love, love test driving new beds!
You’ll have to excuse me but I think it’s time for my nap.