Hmm… a correction…
The people from Three Dog Bakery notified my boy Bill that there was a mistake in the announcement and we actually won FIRST PLACE instead of second and a $75 box of dog yummies.
How amazing is that??
The people from Three Dog Bakery notified my boy Bill that there was a mistake in the announcement and we actually won FIRST PLACE instead of second and a $75 box of dog yummies.
How amazing is that??
But my boy Bill was informed today that I have won Second Prize in a national contest sponsored by Three Dog Bakery. He won’t tell me what the prize is, but I’m seeing bakery in the name of the place!
I’ll let you know later.
My boy Bill and I are pretty tight.
And I am really glad. I came in and there was this strange thing sitting on the couch with a huge balloon nose and it turned out to be him with some sort of mask to help him breathe better, I guess. Anyway, I jumped all over him and I’m glad he’s home and I’m not going to let him out of my sight ever again. Now he and I are both relaxing for the first time in a couple of weeks and taking lots of naps. :0)
Thank you for following me. I stop and pee a lot but we’ll have a good time.
Can I help it if we’re born with big heads? NO. My boy thought this was funny. If you ask me, he has a big head, too.
This time he’s getting together a bunch of people and has formed Sunflower Seeds Without A Trace (SSWAT). The idea is that they’ll sneak into public flower plots, or even in people’s flower and vegetable gardens and plant sunflower seeds. They figure people smile when they see sunflowers blooming and he and his friends will smile knowing they’ve done a little prank where they can see the results. He already has SSWAT team members in several states and probably will in several countries before he’s through.
And he calls ME quirky!
My boy is afraid I’m going to come up on one of these in the yard and want to play. He says they don’t play well with others. That’s one of those things I may need to find out for myself. They look cute.
My friend Baxter has to take Lyme Disease medicine every day for a month. His boy couldn’t get him to take the pill so he hid it in peanut butter, so Baxter ate the pill. But apparently during the night Baxter wanted a snack. Unfortunately he found his heartworm pills, which smell like chicken and decided maybe he should give them a chance if pills taste so good and ate the whole box. Hoomins forget our sniffers work really well. The dog doctor thinks he’ll be OK. I hope so. Baxter is the only dog anybody knows who is weirder than I am. Here’s the result. The empty pill box is by his foot.

This is me trying to catch a nap which is hard to do when somebody is pointing their phone at you. Sometimes when we have pizza, I can’t eat all the crusts so I save some. Here I had one in front of me just in case I woke up hungry and wanted a snack I wouldn’t have to go very far.