No Dog Left Behind

On January 4th mom had to go back to work. I missed her. I wish she could be home all the time. But she says someone has to pay for my dog food and other doggie expenses. Did I mention that she calls me "Sweetie"? I like that!

On our walk we saw a guy at this house and he said I looked like a wolf. He said that he has a wolf that is bigger than me and a male. Well, I might look like a wolf but I'm not really one. I don't think I'd like to meet his wolf. I've read the stories of Little Red Riding Hood and The Three Little Pigs. Wolves can be mean!

I got to taste carrots today. Grandma was putting some mini carrots in a bag and one fell on the floor. I went running into the kitchen. I've been told that any food that hits the floor is mine. "Clean up on aisle 4!" Anyway, I ate the carrot but when grandma tried to give me another one, I didn't want it. I'm not sure yet if I like them or not. On a related note... I've got to get grandma to trip over me while she's carrying a roast. Once it hits the floor, it is mine per Canine Statute 4.2 Section 3 Subsection 2.1 (a.k.a. The No Dog Left Behind Statute).

The next day on our walk my leash got a little tangled while my papa was holding it. He called me a dingbat! Well, I howled at him and gave him what for! The leash is NOT my responsibility!!