Posts Tagged ‘oakie’

I need a haircut. I can’t see through my bangs! The scissors were never found. I guess I hid them too well. I don’t even remember where they are! I look like a homeless raggedy dog. Still cute though!

xx,
Oakie

Grandma slept in my room with me last night. It was nice since mom is out of town. I hope she feeds me steak and burgers and french fries while mom is gone! That would be awesome! I think I’ll whisper in her ear while she sleeps that she should feed me these things. I’ll also tell her that mom lets me jump on the bed and rub my dirty face all over her bed pillows. Maybe these next two weeks won’t be so bad after all!

xx,
Oakie

Mom left this morning. I won’t see her for two whole weeks! I’m so sad, I made this sad face when she was leaving. She gave me a huge and a kiss before she left, but it’s not enough kisses to last two weeks. I hope my uncle doesn’t fart on me while he’s taking care of me. Boys tend to do that. I know because I fart on mom all the time.

xx,
Oakie

Mom leaves tomorrow! You think if I just sit here looking totally adorable and cute, she’d rethink her vacation and stay home? Probably not. That’s so mean of her. Totally not So Raven, and really uncool of her if you ask me!

xx,
Oakie

I’ve got the Monday blues. Mom’s leaving in two days. I need a new toy or something. I don’t have enough balls. I mean, squeaky toy balls. And regular balls. Mom had those cut off when I was six months old. So rude. How did she know I wouldn’t want them? Anyway, the more balls the better. I like to scatter my balls all over the floor. I also like to throw my balls in the air, and wave them around like I just don’t care.

xx,
Oakie

Three more days until mom leaves on her world wind vacation. Without me. How rude. At least my uncle will be home to play with me. Grandma too. I wonder if I can get them to feed me some people food while mom is gone. She never lets me have the greasy good stuff.

xx,
Oakie

Looking through old photos and I found one of me and the new trick I learned not too long ago. I think its a horrible and mean trick… holding food on my nose until mom tells me it’s ok to eat. Total torture! How do you expect me to hold still when there is a delightful Snausage on my face? I’d like to see you try that!

xx,
Oakie

Mom leaves for vacation in five days. I’m wondering what I should do while she’s gone. I think I’ll eat my bed again. It tasted pretty good last time.

xx,
Oakie

Mom is getting ready to go on vacation again. This time to the other side of the world. It perplexes me why she keeps leaving me at home. Why would she want to leave this ball of cuteness at home? I can tell when she’s leaving. She takes her time in packing, and when she’s about to leave through the door, I like to run towards it and block her way. Then she picks me up and gives me hugs and kisses. And then she’s gone for two weeks. I weep, don’t leave me mommy!

xx,
Oakie

You’re going to start seeing a repeat of photos in these next few posts because mom is too lazy to take new pix of me. Why wouldn’t anyone want to take a photo of me? This is a mystery.

xx,
Oakie