The Shredder

OK. I'll admit it. I'm a little older, and I have a sensitive tummy, so sometimes I have accidents in the house. And when that happens, I usually like to go in the same spot in the same room.

Mom put a potty pad in that spot to try to save the carpet and make her cleanup easier. I let that slide for a while.

Last night, however, while Mom was in the shower, I decided that I'd had enough of the potty pad.

 
Oh, yes. I shredded it. Mom spread it out to survey the damage. She had to pick up little pieces of the stuffing from all over.

I worked fast, too, because she wasn't in the shower for very long.

 
I prefer to poo directly on the carpet. *evil snickers*
 

Wordless Wednesday: Smooshy Face

*snooooooore*
 

 

Mud Magnet

The weather warmed up a bit, and most of the nasty snow is melting. You know what that means?  Mud!

And I'm an expert in finding it.

Hrm...where's some more mud?

Found some!

Now the only downside to my mud magnet ability is the fact that I have little white paws. Well, maybe I should say that I HAD little white paws before the mud...

Mom put me directly into the bath tub after our walk this morning.

Not cool.

Plotting my escape.

Such torture.

Lucky for me, Mom's sick and didn't feel like bending over the tub. So, I only got a foot bath and not an entire body bath. Much less torturous that way.

But I still had to take a nap to recover.

 
And I was dreaming of all that mud, of course!
 

Catching Up

I just realized that it's been a while since I've posted. Sorry about that. Let me catch you up...

Mom and I went to Aunt Katie's house to celebrate Christmas. I found a catnip toy under the Christmas tree.  Mom told me I couldn't squeaky it, but I didn't believe her.

I tried and tried to squeaky it. I even rolled on it!

Mom eventually took the toy away. She said Aunt Katie's cats probably didn't want me to rip up their toy. Hrmph.

Oh -- here's a picture of me in my pretty Christmas dress at Aunt Katie's house.

So after Aunt Katie's house, then Mom and I stayed with Grandma for a few days over Christmas. Then we came home.

Then Mom got sick.

Then we got snow.  Lots and lots of snow.  Too much snow for me to potty in.

Then we got polar vortex, too-cold-to-pee weather.  It was so cold that Mom made me wear my jammies inside our house.

Mom was still sick, too. The good thing, though, was that she had to stay home with me because of the weather. We took lots of naps.

Mom finally got over being sick just a couple of days ago.  Now it's my turn.  I had to go to the vet today because my skin infection came back. Yuck.  Mom says my antibiotics are gonna make it all better, though.

Finally, here's a picture of me rolling on a toy tonight. (Mom finally got a new battery for the camera...)

There's just a little bit of static in the air tonight...

     

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

I've been good. Really I have. OK, so maybe not "good," but you know I've really tried.

Now, no matter what my Mom tells you, I have NOT been messing with the Christmas presents under our Christmas tree.

She claims I've been barking at the presents, rolling on the presents, walking on 'em, and even wiping my eye boogies on them.  How dare she blame me for all of that, especially when she knows you're watching!

Um. Nevermind, Santa. I've really tried to be good, though, and I haven't unwrapped any of those presents (yet). Does that still count as "good"?  I'd really like some Greenies for Christmas. And bully sticks. And toys...

Thanks!
Buttons
     

Not My Fault

This year Mom put her M&M men beside the Christmas tree. (Ignore the bicycle in this picture...)
 

Somehow, the Red guy fell over into the Christmas tree and knocked some ornaments off.

I have NO idea who might have done this.

Seriously. No idea.

OK, so maybe I might have a little bit of an idea of how that happened...

Don't tell Santa.
 

Seeing Santa

I got to see the Big Man the other day.

I told him I wanted toys, of course, and Greenies and toys and bully sticks and toys and cookies.  Oh, and toys.
 
Santa asked me if I'd been good. I changed the subject...