I could go lay on the couch, it's nice and soft too!
Or I could run upstairs and roll around on the waterbed, that's always fun!
But where am I today??
I am a big, fierce Rottweiller (cleverly disguised as a Bichon Frise). Don't laugh, the cuteness works for me. Well, most of the time. I just wish my humans would appreciate the fact that, every single day, I have protected them from wild attacking dogs. They should give me more treats! It's really exhausting work, and I need lots of naps, cuddles & special treats!
I found where they left the evil brush, and I tried to get it. I danced, I growled, I whined, I begged. I asked my humans to help me. I stood up and bounced forward, I got a hold of the edge of the table. But I am just too short to reach it! But none of my humans would help me reach the brush!
The humans are playing a scary game!
I don't know what it's called, but I think it will be much safer if I hide under the coffee table. But there isn't much room for me here.
I wonder what the scary game they are playing is called?
And when will they STOP???
Every time I smell food in the kitchen, I get up and dance! I can even walk around a bit on my hind legs, trying to get at the food the humans keep on the counter.
Too bad I am so short...
But sometimes they drop food, and I am always ready to help clean the floor!
Going to the vet was fun! I met a new friend, and we had a good sniff.
Then I had to sit and wait my turn.
But after the vet took care of that nasty tick, he gave my human something called "anti-bi-o-ticks" and said I had to take them 2 times a day, for 5 days - because my skin got infected by that nasty tick.
When we got home, my human gave me a nice piece of cheese, but there was a yukky pill in the middle? Too late, I swallowed it.
But I was smart the next time she gave me the cheese, I just ate the cheese and spit out the pill. She tried covering it with steak sauce. But I just licked it off.
The next day, I guess she felt bad, because she gave me canned dog food 2 times a day. For four days, I got some good dog food - for breakfast AND dinner. Wow, going to the vet was a great idea - all this extra food!
But here it is 6 days later, and there's no more canned dog food for breakfast???
My top human was annoying me by trimming around my eyes. So I could see, she said. I can see just fine with my hair in my eyes!
Then she discovered that annoyance on my shoulder. I couldn't see it, but it sure did itch. At first she said it must be a cyst, but then she said, no, it's a tick!
So some nasty bug has decided I'm a tasty meal, and attached itself to me.
Now my human says we have to go to the vet to get it removed!