Posts Tagged ‘oakie’

I love my toy Purple Guy with Big Feet. I think I’ve blogged about him before. He’s my best friend. Well, the best friend a rubber toy can be. He’s so fun to play catch with. He’s also fun to hold in my mouth because he’s got all these different grooves. He’s also really squeaky, and I love high-pitched squeaky toys! Oh, Purple Guy with Big Feet, I loves you!

xx,
Oakie

It’s hard to keep up with my blog everyday. If you’ve noticed the photo selections in my entries, you’ll notice that they come in doubles. That’s ’cause I don’t update my blog everyday, and I’ll do a few at a time and use photos taken from the same day. Yep, I’m lazy. But don’t blame me, blame mama. I mean, look at the mess on this table! How am I supposed to work when I can’t find the computer under all this mess!?

xx,
Oakie

Mom ate some leftover steak tonight. It was so not nice of her to eat that in front of me and not share. It smelled so good. I jumped and I begged and I pleaded and I cried and I wailed and I wagged my tail, but she didn’t budge. She didn’t give me any steak. She said it was too greasy for me, but I think she was just being greedy. How can you eat steak in front of me and not share?! How rude!

xx,
Oakie

If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em. Instead of fighting off those jeans mom puts on my head when I sleep, I just sleep with it like a blanket. It’s not very toasty, and they kind of smell funny. I bet she farted in them. She’s good at that. Sometimes I’ll think her fart is someone at the door and I’ll bark to keep whatever evil is outside away from us, but then I realize it was just stinky evil air coming out of mom’s butt.

xx,
Oakie

My mom. She’s so silly. Here she is bothering me in my sleep again. But instead of poking me with her toes or petting my head, she put her jeans over my face. Nice, mom. Real mature. Are you trying to suffocate me?! Go away! I’m sleeping!!!!

xx,
Oakie

My uncle likes to do silly things to me. Like take the adhesive packaging off socks and stick it around my body. That’s nuts! Why would he do that? I’m not socks! I’m not for sale, either! I’m a dog! And that tape is messing up my hair! I need a brush, stat!

xx,
Oakie

Another photo of me being really cute and chewing on that same toy. Fast forward a few days, that toy is now missing it’s antennas and the tips of it’s “fur.” I love my toys, I really do. I just love destroying them more. It’s GRRRrrrreat!

xx,
Oakie

Not much going on over here except a whole bunch of cuteness. Yep, I’m cute if you haven’t noticed already. I’m really, really cute.

xx,
Oakie

Mom had the day off today, and what did she do? She went to the movies. Without me. How rude is that? She left me home, all alone, with no one to play with. She even got herself a haircut afterwards. Um, hello?! I need a haircut, too! It’s August and it’s HOT! I need a nice shave on my belly. I need my pubes trimmed, too so that my pee doesn’t catch on to them so much. Hehe. I said pubes.

xx,
Oakie

Mom is always bothering me when I’m sleeping. She thinks it’s funny to poke me with her wiggly toes or scratch my head when I’m dozing off. Sure I love it when she does that when I’m fully awake, but leave me alone when I’m sleeping! I’m dreaming of squirrels! And Snausages!

xx,
Oakie