Morning walks. Every guy needs one. I pester those people who feed me by pretending I’m really crazy when I get up in the morning. They say “we got to get him out of the house!” And that’s how I get my walk.
Silly stuff
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Game of My Throne
I’m a couch dog. Really, this is my throne. But when we watch TV and I’m sitting here I’m a couch dog. Yesterday I jumped on my person’s bed and woke her up. Soft things and me go together.
What’s THIS?
I lost my legs! Hahaha. I bet I fooled you. I woke up this morning after a very relaxing and warm sleep and my people sent me out the door to this! It’s cold, it’s white, it’s fun to run through. I cannot believe my people put this stuff all over my yard. I can eat it and it’s like drinking cold water. I can jump in the air and land with my head under a pile of … what is this stuff? I can’t wait to go back and play some more.
Getting a Touch Up Around the Ears
You know, handsome guys like me need to get a trim from time to time. So, the other day I was hanging out at Haus Juris – my homeland – and I thought, “why not get a little of the fuzz taken off”? So I did. I look pretty good. Right?
A Prince is Me
I’m practicing being a prince. I was born a prince, but just got this throne. My crown is coming soon.
ZING!
Me in the country. I know it looks like I’m sitting on someone’s patio with a cushy pillow but I’m really roughing it out here. I’ve been pushing lots of buttons today. The country air makes my mind zing. People don’t get it – they need to chill when I’m rambunctious. That toy is a devil. It comes alive and rolls around by itself. Freaked me out. Whoa. I bit a leg off so it would stop.
Puppy Suffrage
Me in my green snake sash. We dogs don’t usually allow photos of us in sashes. Someone took this picture when I was resting up after chasing some of those fuzzy yellow balls they toss around and make me catch. I actually like that game. I don’t ever get to keep the balls. It’s pretty hard and I get sleepy. Then they put stuff on me and take pictures. Puppies don’t get a vote.
Smelling Like Me
I had a bath today. I don’t think getting dunked in water and then having some guy blow dry my coat is a great idea, but the people who make me do things like it when I don’t smell like a dog. (What’s wrong with smelling like a dog?) So, I went along with the game. I made sure I yipped and acted up as much as I could. I have to say, the result makes me look very handsome as usual. That’s my own personal walk of stars I’m looking at.
Ruuuuun
I like to go outside and run run run run run run run run. Sometimes I stop so those people who feed me can take my handsome picture. Then I jump up and run run run run run run run run run …
They Think They Know Me
Me at my summer home. This guy is nice. He thinks he’s teaching me to swim. I know all about water. I didn’t tell him, but I’m an expert swimmer by birth.