Oakie Plays

One more day until Halloween! I can’t wait to wear my costume. I am so excited to show it off. The kids will be so scared when I come running out. I’ve been working on my Boo. So far it just sounds like Aroooo! I can’t get the B sound to work! What’s wrong with me!? Anyway, here is a picture of me making a scary face with my tongue. Are you afraid?

xx,
Oakie

You can’t tell, but I’m laughing like crazy in this photo! Mom has her hand on my chest trying to hold me up so I’m sitting like a human. But it’s not working because I’m kind of top-heavy, and when she lets go, I topple over. But her hand is tickling me so I couldn’t sit up straight if I tried! Tee hee!

xx,
Oakie

Again with the pictures. Mom loves to snap photos of me when I do not want to have my picture taken. But at least I’m trying here. She told me to sit still and smile for the camera. I’m sort of smiling. Ok, not really. I’m really thinking Get me out of here this crazy lady is driving me nuts. But nutz or no nutz, I still love my mommy. She feeds me snausages.

xx,
Oakie

One more week until Halloween! I can’t wait to break out my costume! I’m going to scare all the little kids with my spookiness. Never mind that I am super short and barely go up to their knees. But regardless, they will pee their pants when they see me! Stay away from me because I will cut you! Not really, but it makes me sound scarier.

xx,
Oakie

The weather is getting nicer here. It’s starting to cool down outside. I like to run in the grass. I love to roll around in the grass more. But mom doesn’t like that. I usually find the stinkiest spot on the lawn and I go buck wild with my frolicking. By the end of my flailing madness, I smell like cow poop. Mom doesn’t like that one bit. And I hate it when she scrubs me down afterwards. But the frolicking is so worth it!!

xx,
Oakie

Happy Friday! Mom had the day off today, so she spent it with yours truly. How nice of her. We ate breakfast together. Then I went to sit by the window and bark at squirrels. She also sat by the window and barked with me. HA! I kid. She doesn’t do that. But sometimes she does mimic my bark. She thinks she fools me with it, thinking it’s another dog. But I know better. She’s got that human whiny-ness to her yelps. That don’t fool me at all!

xx,
Oakie

So I’ve been seeing this frog lately. Not “seeing” seeing him like dating him, and I don’t even know if it’s a him or her, but during my nightly pee breaks, there is a frog that likes to hide in the grass. I think it’s spying on me while I potty. That horny little pervert. Anyway, I don’t know how to react to this frog. I walk circles around it very cautiously, never taking my off of it, all while sniffing it at the same time. I’ll do this repeatedly until the frog gets tired of it and decides to hop once. OMG! That scares the crap out of me. Then it’ll hop again. OMG I didn’t see that one coming! I am freaked out by now, but I can’t stop looking at it. But then it hops away and I’m all confused. Should I chase it? If I chase it, what will I do with it? Probably just walk circles around it some more. That frog is so mysterious.

xx,
Oakie

Last night I met one of my biggest fans! He was so nice, he played fetch with me and took lots of photos of me and told me how cute and awesome I was. That’s my kind of people! Then he walked away and I ran after him and barked ’cause I was all like Oh no you don’t.. don’tchu walk away from me! and then he was all like I’m not walking away I just walk faster than you! and then I was all like Ok that’s coo and then we hugged and bumped fists. Word.

xx,
Oakie

Christmas is around the corner. Do you know what to get your loved one? A big box of Oakie is always a family favorite! Surprise your significant other with a box of me!! They will be so happy, they will give you a high five! Of course, you can’t really have me because I belong to mommy, and her Snausages are better than your Snausages. Sorry, it’s just the truth.

xx,
Oakie

Here is another oldie of me, but it’s from 2006, so I am a year wiser than I was in my previous post. How much wiser? Well, in 2005, it took me 5 minutes to completely destroy a plush toy. In 2006, I learned to use my incisors better, so I bumped down the time to 4 minutes. Now in 2010, well, you’d just better hide your toys or they will meet an immediate death with my teef!!!

xx,
Oakie