While Mummy & Daddy are at work, I like to scour the house for things to play with (when I’m not sleeping, that is). I bring the stuff back to my self-designated play area to have fun with.
Lately I have found:
A roll of poo bags which I like unrolling. Mummy rolls them back up but I like finding where she’s put them & bringing them back to unroll!
My two bones, they are fun to knaw on.
A crisp packet. I got this out the bin because I am investigative.
A tissue Daddy used when he had a nosebleed. I ripped it up!
A sandwich filler pot Mummy gave me – TUNA!!!!!!!
A choccy mousse pot I stole from the sofa after Mummy went back to work after her lunch break.
My play area is directly at the bottom of the stairs. This is because it’s REALLY FUNNY when they trip/step on stuff when they’re trying to carry stuff up or down the stairs. Ahahahaha!!!
Last night Mum & Dad had LAMB for dinner and DIDN’T GIVE ME ANY. Needless to say I was disappointed with these events. Don’t they know who I am?!?! When there are lamb burgers, I should have some too!
So, today while they were at work earning money to pay for more food for me, I decided to have my Revenge! Stupid Daddy had left the mint sauce on the table in the living room, so I decided to investigate this jar – the question in my mind being “is it edible?!”. After all, this is the most important questions at ALL times.
Unfortunately it isn’t. But I did wreak my revenge by getting the jar open & ruining it for their eating! Plus, I gave my lovely comfy Spot rug an extra spot!!!
Apparently it’s not ok when I chew all things plastic. But what else am I to do when Mummy and Daddy are working, I need to find entertainment for myself and chewing stuff often has the bonus of leading to food. It’s their stupid fault if they leave lunch boxes and things around. This is what mummy thinks. How am I to know if I’m allowed plastic things when they let me eat out of some of them!
On a side note, I decided to watch charmed today (I turned the TV on and everything). I liked it but Mummy turned it off when I got home.
This is how I get my breakfast, in this ball thing. Apparantley I’m too greedy so I’m not allowed to get my breakfast in a bowl like most dogs. Cos then I’d gobble it all up in two seconds and sometimes that makes me choke.
Yea, not good. Plus, this ball thing is fun! Toys are only worth playing with if there is food involved, or if they taste good. Then I chew them to bits, like Mummy’s toothbrush.
I was taken somewhere the other day & they prodded & poked & drugged me and did all sorts of tests. It will help the breed – I have a sort of epilepsy & they’re trying to find out what causes it.
But.. but.. they SHAVED my TUMMY. and the back of my next and a bit of my front leg.
