When I am squished up like a pancake on the Man's belly, my face just turns into one big mouth.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
White lightning
It was my Man's birthday today. He is turning very old so the lady cooked him his favorite food, which looks a lot like Miss Emily's gooshy food. Miss Emily is very old too. She brought over people to the house and I smelled them all and told them they could play with my toys and sit on the couch but only if I was allowed to sit on them too.
The lady was telling the people that I was being a big clown while they were over. I was running in and out of the backyard with my banana toy and sometimes it was so fast that I looked like "white lightning."
I don't know why but I was feeling very saucy and wanted to show off all my skills to the new people. Miss Emily was feeling saucy too and she was humping the bed all night.
The lady was telling the people that I was being a big clown while they were over. I was running in and out of the backyard with my banana toy and sometimes it was so fast that I looked like "white lightning."
I don't know why but I was feeling very saucy and wanted to show off all my skills to the new people. Miss Emily was feeling saucy too and she was humping the bed all night.
I was embarrassed for her, but the lady said that if it wasn't bothering me, that I should let Miss Emily do whatever made her the happiest.
After the people left, I was still wanting to show off my moves, so I finished taking out all of stuffing from my banana toy.
And now I am so tired from being the life of the party. I think Miss Emily is tired too.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
I Nita Weekend
Nita and me had a sleepover.
But before we went to sleep we played all over the house. She has a sweet little body and short little handles for legs. This is why it is so easy to wrastle with her and nibble on her neck.
I like to play with Nita.
This is me showing Nita my bottom. |
And this is me grabbing Nita's bottom. She didn't like this all that much. |
And this is where I got to tell her what I thought of her and her sweet-Nita ways. |
Oh, and in this one Nita is making friends with Miss Emily. |
When it was time for her to go back to the Rescue Barn, I was beat. But I nitta-ed that weekend for sure.
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