News from the canine world -- April 3

The big guy has persisted on calling me "Pix," so I guess that's my name. Crap.

At least he takes me out for walks 3 times a day - if the boy doesn't learn how to speed up I swear i am going to trip his ass! On a positive note, we are walking farther and farther each day. So we got that going for us...

Gotta' say, I LOVE the park. No one around, just me and him - he takes the leash off and I get to run! Saw two geese the other day, I can't figure out why they flew off just because I ran over to say Hello! Stupid birds.

I like to dig. Digging really is one of the most underrated artforms. There is something - primal - yeah, primal about a freshly dug hole. Not a huge hole, just one big enough to break the big guy's ankle... it hasn't happened yet, but I will keep trying.

He gave me a bone - at least I THINK it was a bone. I haven't figured out how to dig a hole in the house yet, but I am trying. Can someone explain to me why the big guy doesn't want a nice hole in his house? I would think everybody would want one.

The boy's trippin' about his couch. All I did was try to get a quick peek out the window and he yelled at me! It's not my fault the front door was closed! He really needs to get over himself! If I didn't need him (for now) for food I would've pissed on the damn thing!

On Sunday he left me for 126 hours at some place where strangers washed me! What's up with the damn Easter bow on my collar? That damn thing itches!

Today I tried to show him who's boss! Can you believe he wanted me to sit and STAY? Well, I gotta say... yeah, you're right - I sat and I stayed. BUT I WASN'T HAPPY ABOUT IT!

I found this video of one of my cousins. Wheeeee!

More to come...