Oh, I see how it is. First you say you’re too busy to take photos of me and now you’re whipping your camera out left and right?
Okay, I guess I missed the attention too!
Happy Labor Day weekend, everybody!
I’ve been hiding out for a while, I know. Mom and Dad have had me so busy with vacations and marching band camp and work and random morning runs that I just can’t take it anymore. I just want to relax!
They’ll never find me under here. Bahahaha.
People are always wanting to hold me—what’s up with that? Don’t they realize I’d rather be running around chasing a frisbee or something?
But I guess I’ll them pet me….for now…
My 2 coats of fur don’t really like being outside in the sun for long periods of time, but sometimes it makes me so sleepy I can’t help it.
And just when I thought I was hidden from the cameras…maybe I shouldn’t complain when Mom leaves this blog alone for a while…
Since I’ve fairly destroyed my alligator, Mom bought me a new play toy—Hide a Squirrel. I take all the squirrels out and then she puts them back in. What? Why can’t we just leave them out so I can destroy them?
By the way, Dad would like to add that they’re technically chipmunks. Goodness gracious.
Wow, Mom. Wow. First you don’t add anything to my blog for ages and now you’re letting Dad put me up on this big, scary piano?
I don’t know what this thing is for, but it sure makes a lot of unnecessary noises.
Hey, what’s the deal? I thought we were going to play fetch.
Geeeze, Dad and Grandma sure are lazy sometimes.
Uh-oh, why is Mom yelling at me?
Could it have something to do with me ripping a hole in the carpet upstairs in her and Dad’s bedroom?
Naw, probably not; I’m perfect, after all.
One of my many nicknames is Fluffy Butt. I don’t know what Mom means by that—I think I have a very nice rear end.
And I yawn occasionally too.
Today was Mom’s 22nd birthday! She and Dad both worked today, but we did make sure to have plenty of time for me to make my cray cray face.
And cousin Jo came to play with me too!
Today Mom abandoned me to do something called “grocery shopping.” At first I just rolled my eyes at her, but then I realized she had lots of human food. And dog treats. And bones!
So then I sat down like this.
I don’t know why I’m so excited—it’s only Wednesday.
But wait! Dad has his concert tonight!
Music + millions of people to pet me = a good day
Whenever I go somewhere, I look for a ledge to climb up on so I can keep an eye on everyone. You might as well call me the silent protector.
Okay, maybe not always “silent”…
Don’t you just love 3-day weekends? I got to spend all day yesterday outside with Mom, Dad, and a bunch of family and friends.
And, of course, a dog or two!
This is my “it’s sunny outside, therefore I am hungry” pose. Mom sees it every morning in the kitchen when she tries to make herself breakfast before me.