Prehistoric Me?

Mom is SO rude! She said that I look like a prehistoric shark/monster. She drew a picture of what she thinks I look like, first thing in the morning, after exiting my crate! After a good nights sleep a long stretch is definitely in order-to get all the kinks out. And yes, sometimes I do yawn while stretching. And yes, sometimes my fur is all squished up from sleeping, but you should see what Mom's hair looks like in the morning! Being polite, I would never usually comment on Mom's appearance, but this is war. I may have to draw a picture and get Dad to post it for me! Hmm, but that might make her cut back on the cookies I get when I go into my crate. I'll have to think about it.

TOY! TOY !

I know Dad loves me cause he buys me treats and toys! He always comes home with something fun for me. Mom won't buy me toys because she is tired of sewing them. Last night when Mom came home, Dad gave me a new toy! It had a body, 4 floppy legs and a furry tail. Mom didn't want him to give it to me, so it's a good thing that Dad and I don't listen to her! It had 5 squeakers. Mom and Dad went in the kitchen to get something and by the time they came back I had chewed a leg off. Mom made Dad take my toy away-she is mean like that. So I went and chewed on my antler. The new toy was soft but my teeth are super strong cause of gnawing on the antler so it didn't have a chance. Maybe Mom will sew it up.

Changes

Usually when I get up in the morning, I ignore Mom and run to wake up Dad. This morning I was torn between waking up Dad or AT. Since AT was sleeping on his mattress on the floor, he was easier to reach, so I started with him. I jumped on his mattress and headed for his head. I licked his face and then jumped all over his head. He started wiggling and I saw that his toes looked lonely so I ran down and licked them. Then I ran back up and jumped on his head again. When he said hello to me, I figured that my job was done so I focused on waking up Dad. It's harder with Dad cause the bed is so high up. I have to stand on my tippy toes and hope that Dad's arm or leg is within reach. I managed to lick his elbow and he said hello to me. Mom grabbed me while I was paying attention to Dad. She scooped me up and I relaxed and enjoyed the ride downstairs. Then I did my usual routine of lying on the floor so that it is hard for her to get my collar on. I don't want to make her life too easy. We went outside for a short walk and then inside so that I could ignore my breakfast. I'm hoping that AT will fill my pool up again tonight.