Showing posts with label chicken. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chicken. Show all posts

Friday, June 25, 2010

Souvenirs from Chicago

Mom went to Chicago last weekend. I got to stay with my friend Molly and her kitty while Mom was gone.

Anyway, tonight Mom gave me a couple of souvenirs she got for me on her trip. (She missed me, of course!) She got me a cool new doggie bed and a squeaky chicken. It's a LOUD squeaky chicken, too, and I think Mom might already be regretting her purchase. He he he!

Here's my new doggie bed. You can never have enough beds!


Mom laughed at me 'cause I started to pull, tug, and pluck my doggie bed just like I do with my toys. I even tried to roll on it, but I sorta missed the bed. I was just testing it out, of course!



Here's what my new chicky toy looks like:


It's pretty cool. I decided to play with the new chicky toy inside my new doggie bed. (Brilliant idea!)



You know that I had to roll on the new chicky in my old doggie bed, too. That's a must.


Oh, ooops! Should have used the ladylike pose...


I missed Mom while she was gone on her trip, but I really like the new toy and the new bed. Maybe I should convince her to go on trips more often...

Sunday, January 3, 2010

My Rubber Chicky

Tonight I rediscovered my rubber chicken. I knew it was a super fun toy, but I got distracted by all of my other fun toys. Now, I'm not complaining -- having so many toys is never, ever a bad thing! Just hadn't played with the chicky in a while.

So Mom and I played fetch with the chicken.



And then she insisted on taking lots of stupid pictures of me with the chicky.


I also squeaked the chicken for a while like this...


SQUEAK, SQUEAK, SQUEAK! (You'll note that I cross my back legs so lady-like when I roll on my toys.) That's such a fun way to play.

I've discovered lately, however, that I can not get my rawhide chews to make squeaky noises, no matter how much I roll on them. Darn.