Funny Game

Yesterday, I decided to play a funny game with Mommy. Well, I thought it was funny at first.

I was hiding in the laundry basket with my head down so she wouldn't see me. But I guess she was still typing away on her computer for a long, long time so I fell asleep. Anyway... when it was bedtime, she was looking for me and I heard her call my name. I decided to keep hiding.

My tummy started hurting from holding in my chuckles because she was going in circles and circles, all around the house, turning on all the lights, going outside, peeking in the neighbors' yards. All while I was just sitting quietly in the laundry basket.

She started sounding really worried and she woke up Bryan and he said I came inside after our walkies. Which I did. But Mommy started panicking, because she couldn't find me.

So then I decided to jump out and say, "Here I am!" Then Mommy almost started to cry, saying she was so worried I was lost. Man... I was just trying to be funny. Sometimes Mommy can be so dramatic.

Groomsies

Sometimes, when I'm bored, I like to groom the dogs. They just don't keep proper hygiene. I like to give Tilly little spikies to style up her hair a little. I don't know why it's so funny. My mom seems to think it's hilarious. So does Tilly. Don't you see the stylish bum?

Rainy

I hate it when it's rainy. Mostly because I have to get my paws all yucky walking outside. I wish my mom would build a giant cover for the yard. Yes... and my birthday is coming up... so maybe I'll get my wish.

Take that ShiShi Poo!

I think it's so hilarious how Granny loves me so much more than she loves Molly. Obviously it's because I'm the best dog ever. But you already knew that.

She's adjusting well, but she stays next door with Granny so I don't have to deal with her that often. More importantly, I got a haircut today. Not quite a full one, but just a trim around my face so that Mom says I can see. I don't know what she's talking about. I can see fine.

My uncle Mikey was visiting us these last few weeks and he just left recently. He's taller than I remember. Luckily, he stayed next door too. I am beginning to run out of places to stretch my legs. Yesterday, Brendan ran to my bed and I was very upset. I tried to tell Mom that this just wasn't cool. And she thought it was "cute" and posted it on Facebook. Hmmm... I think I need to start a Facebook account and tell people about the abuse I go through. Just look at THIS!