English Lesson: Homonyms

Mom works for English teachers during the day.  That's how she gets money to buy my toys and kibbles and allergy pills.  (She says she needs the money for rent and her stuff, too, but we all know the priorities around here.)  Anyway, since Mom knows some stuff about English, I thought I'd give everyone a quick lesson.

Ever heard of a homonym?  Homonyms are words that sound alike but have different meanings.  Sometimes the words are even spelled exactly the same. You wave hello to someone...but you can also watch the ocean waves.  OR you can eat a berry, but a smart dog will bury a toy to hide it for later.

Still confused?  Here's another example that may help clear things up:  Toy Piggy

A toy piggy is a squeaky toy that looks like a piggy.  (Oink, squeak, oink)

A toy piggy is also a Shih Tzu who is obsessed with toys and could...perhaps...maybe...just maybe...hoard them.

This, then, is a toy piggy sniffing a toy piggy:

And a toy piggy being attacked by a toy piggy:

And finally, a toy piggy playing with a toy piggy while being rudely covered up with nearby toys (Mom thought that was sooooo funny...but you'll note it didn't break my concentration):

I hope you've enjoyed this English lesson on homonyms (and toy piggies, of course...).

There's No Way Mom's Leaving...

Mom thought she needed to go do something, and she was going to just leave me here all alone at home.  I disagreed with her plan.  

Like the tactic I used?

I'm a Princess who needs adequate attention.  When Mom thinks she's gonna leave and I think she shouldn't...I just plop down in front of the door!

Ain't nobody getting past ME.  Mom's going to learn one of these days...

Wordless Wednesday: Just Playing...

Poor Computer

Know what Mom did?  She BROKE our computer!  And when I say broke, I mean she KILLED IT DEAD.  And it was all her fault, too, for doing stuff to it that she shouldn't have done.

And the worst part is that she probably lost all of her pictures of ME that she stored on there over the last year!  This is just tragic...

For example, here would be a picture of me snoozing on my car seat on our way to Grandma's house earlier this month:

And this adorable picture was me giving Mom the stink eye on that same trip:

And here I am super duper excited because we were finally back home from the trip:

Guess you'll have to use your imagination for the pictures.  *sighs*

Rest in peace, poor computer.

Potting Soil

Mom knocked over a houseplant last night. She had to get some new potting soil out and repot the plant, but since it was already way past our bedtime, she left the dirt to clean up today.

Yep.  That's right.  Dirt...on the carpet.  I saw an opportunity for some fun.

And I took that opportunity.

See what I did there?  I found some toys in a toy box nearby and I piled them in the dirt!  It was brilliant, I tell you. Dirty, squeaky fun.

And although she didn't say so out loud, I'm sure Mom saw the brilliance in my plan.  I mean, she HAD to have seen how cool that was to do, right?

I even ended up spreading some of the dirt on top of the toys.  Oh, what fun!  The only downside is that Mom says the toys need to take a bath now, along with the carpet.  Doesn't matter to me, of course, as long as I don't have to get in that bathtub myself!

I'd prefer to nap.

Brilliant mischief can make a pup tired, you know...

Someday...

I am convinced that if I roll on my bully sticks enough, someday they'll actually squeak like my toys.

Seriously.  These things have GOT to squeak.

Someday...

Going into Hiding

Mom got out the allergy pills tonight, and I went into hiding.

I have NO idea how she found me...