I got a Gig. OMD, I got a Gig! (OMD=Oh My Dog) Hanging out at the agency has its privileges. And I do greet just about everyone who comes to visit. Finally, a TV Rep spotted me. Needs me to be on camera for 10 whole seconds! My Boss negotiated and the Greenies are on [...]
Oh, my, DOG! I have the cutest puppy in the whole world! I came back to work after a week's vacation and there she was. Looks just like me when I was little. And she's here every morning, just like me. They call her "Molly" and fuss at her for potty issues. Now that I'm [...]
She grabbed me. Then I heard it. The buzz. I freaked. What is she doing to me??? This wasn’t a brush she was running through my coat. Oh my, I’m all over the floor. And suddenly I feel a cool breeze on my side. Now I feel it on top. This is weird. My hair [...]
Flowers. Of course I love flowers. I love the soil more. I want to roll in it. Bury my nose in it. Dig in it. Dig, dig, dig. They're all over MY Courtyard. Pots brimming with soil. Begging me to rearrange them. I finally did. I tried to hide the evidence. They knew. They fussed. [...]
Can’t read it. So I shred it. Everywhere. Lap paper is best. It smells good. Like pizza or ham. I grab it & run. Tear it to bits. They all laugh. Pay the lady! Hot dogs please.
I'm baaaaaaack! Miss me? Miss me? Huh? Huh? What's on the floor? It's cool & slippery. A slip & slide? For me? For me? Ooooops! I watered it. Y not? Y banner. Uh-oh. My bad. Mom's mad. It looked like grass. The kid was cute & splashing Y not?
Is it here? Is it? Is It? Isit? I sit? What? I sit? Treat? Good Dog. It smelled like my kind of diaper. It was small and wiggled a lot. I didn't know what all the fuss was about… And then I saw it. They called it "baby." They said, "Wyaaaaaaatt" and then "baby" and [...]
People around here probably don't realize how much I notice. Everyone in this place seems to go in the same spot. Whenever they walk through that door, I swear they're never coming out. I smell hot dogs. I usually look for someplace unique. Like Luke's desk. But he gets all angry. Where's my bone? I'd [...]
Turns out last weekend wasn't so much about hiding eggs. Well, at least not Easter eggs. It came out of nowhere. I jumped in the car thinking it was a workday. Instead, we drove in another direction and they thought I'd never notice. I noticed. I knew we were going to the V-E-T. What I [...]
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