On the floor again. Dad has the computer. He’s bugging me again too. All I ask for is a neverending supply of treats. Is that so much?
I’m restless tonight. I’m not sure why. I made the big lug take me outside twice today (that paltry string you call a leash will not hold me forever human! When you’re not looking, I chew on it. I chew it good.) Took a good dump, kicked some of it at Dad, chewed my bone for a while. Begged for treats. Begged to sit in Dad’s lap. (wonder why he calls me fatdog?) Cleaned my bowl out today. Big gallumphus needs to fill it. He’ll get the message.
walnuts. I like walnuts. wonder where I got the taste for them. Oh well, I want another one. Dad, walnut. Give it to me.
On second thought, I’m gonna fall asleep with my face in this bag of cereal. What’s that? You wanted it? Read the tag line. You did leave it in the floor, you know.
June 11, 2008 at 4:44 am
Holy Gawd! Gizmo you had a busy day today with all the sleeping and eating and pooping. Geez. 2 times? wow. I like walnuts myself. We shall buy some when I come home and we shall eat them. I love you puppy face. Keep your dad company and sleep by him and fart at him. He will sleep better that way, with your butt in his face. He will think that mommy is home and in the bed with him. <3 Love you fatness.