What a Life

It’s a snow day. I go out and dive under the snow. I come indoors and pose on my personal couch. What a life.

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.

Why?

My person has a funny little step in this place

and I wondered what it would be like to lie on it. Not much fun.

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 Bed to Call Home

I got my own bed!  A big brown box twice as big as me came in the door today and inside there was this really soft bed.  Don’t I look handsome?

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.