Thursday, February 21, 2008

oh please

evidently my incessant licking of the paws annoys massah. so she got me this. and then sprayed it on my legs.



maybe I get annoyed when she constantly hums all day long, i wonder if she ever thought of that?! but do i get her larynx removed? no, i do not. i put up with it. which is what SHE should do too.



is a little fairness and equality too much to ask for around here?

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

helping out around the house

thank you all for the concern about the Pink Guy that invaded my eye and kept me away from my playmates for days on end. while i was held captive in my own home while convalescing, i found an exciting new pass-time! as you are probably well aware, IT has a disgusting habit of poo'ing in the house and then eating it (or poo'ing outside and then eating it, he's indiscriminate). i know that massah and massah-in-law HATE this, so i've decided to help them out. every time IT poos in the house, i walk to their side and give them this look:


they immediately run into the other room where they invariably find IT hunched over his poo and beginning his feast. i'm considering a charge for my assistance. maybe payment in peanut butter-filled Kongs...?

Saturday, February 2, 2008

birthday part 2

i can't believe it's been almost a week since i last told you about my birthday. bad massah! but i need to share the rest of my presents.... firstly, i must explain what happened. massah said she would NOT give me 5 presents for every hour my birthday celebration was delayed. humph. evidently i didn't get a signed agreement out of her stating that fact. so pups - apparently you need to get your hooman to write it down, sign it, and then take it to some kind of important person to get it NOTARIZED if you want them to actually follow through on their promises. she did get me something though. so. moving on....

she took me to petco to pick out whatever i wanted. that was pretty sweet. i did NOT want this, but now that it's on i suppose it's not too bad.


i had picked out a leather studded tough-chica collar... but massah said i had to have some pink in this one. so i guess camo-pink will do. i'm still not terribly pleased, as you can see by my expression.

note: that is NOT a fat roll on my neck; it was a bad angle for a photograph.



i got a boat-load of treats... the kind that i NEVER get to eat! there are chocolate chip cookies, peanut butter rolls, liver snacks, froot loops, and so many others in that bag that i can't even remember. YUM!


and look at this - it's a wubba-dubba-doo!!! and it's AWESOME!


i HIGHLY recommend it for those who haven't experienced the pleasure. it has a ear-drum shattering pitch to the squeaker inside, and i have yet to destroy the squeaker (after one WEEK - that's unheard of for a boston!).


this is a sight massah sees a lot of these days. (please ignore IT in the background.)


i also got a big fat bone! (massah got one for the other animal in the house too, so don't feel bad for him) hey, it's not a cow penis, but it's a bone from a cow; that's the best we can hope for in this house.


and finally, this wonderful HUGE bone cookie. i had to work hard for this one, though. there was an enormous plastic bin FULL of these cookies on the bottom shelf (man, i love the marketing in that store). massah kept dragging me away from it because she knows i like to steal and eat things while i'm there and then she has to buy them when we go through the line. so i got smarter this time around. i waited until we were in the checkout line and she was putting all our stuff on the counter. while she was distracted, i pulled the whole entire bin of cookies off the shelf and all over the ground. there was like a billion ka-zillion cookie bones sitting on the floor in front of me! a bunch of people had to come and help her pick them up, but look what i managed to do:


and then of course she had to buy it, which means it's sitting on our counter and i'm waiting for massah to get a little less annoyed at me so i can eat the rest. it was a pretty good birthday.

Sunday, January 27, 2008

my birthday celebration started friday night:


i got a beautiful present from petra, who wrote a special poem just for ME! can you read it?


it says:
I am glad
not mad
That your birthday is here
not there
Now you are 6
and we are a good mix

Kissy lick,
I love you
P. Pie


isn't that GREAT?! while massah was reading it to me, look who came in behind for a sneak attack on MY gift!


never fear, i scared the little naked chinese man away and then look what i found! it's a stuffie and a tug toy, all in one! and i love it.


but... look what else was in there! a mug full of treats for me (massah says SHE gets to keep the mug, whatever). they're delish!


at this point in the celebration, all heck broke loose. guess who showed up? here is the next part of the story in pictures:






this video is very dark, but you're able to hear how strongly i was defending myself and my posessions.


all in all, it was a perfect start to a celebratory weekend! i'll fill you in on massah's additions to the festivities later; evidently i wasn't clear enough in the terms of our agreement... but that's another story for another day. thanks, petra pot pie and motch!

Thursday, January 24, 2008

happy birthday to ME!!!!!

massah said we are not celebrating until the weekend.


i told that was okay on one condition: she has to give me 5 presents per hour my birthday celebration is delayed. i'll be racking up the presents for 2 or 3 days - i'll probably have so many that i won't know what to do with all of them!

Saturday, January 19, 2008

the little one

please keep my little niece petra in your thoughts and prayers... there was a small complication during her de-girling surgery this morning and she needs happy vibes. she'll be okay, but it's going to take her a few days to recover - i'll let her tell you about it in a day or so.

and here we are in happier times, because posts without pictures just aren't as fun.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

so...

what have i been doing since christmas, you ask? let me show you:




and of course i have to YELL real loudly at people walking by.


and then they think that closing the blinds will comfort and console me. HA.


i can peek around them!


then they try to get really sneaky....


nope - can't fool me with those silly old blinds!



and then i get in LOTS of trouble....