Friday, September 28, 2007

This is hilarious. Those two came home and couldn't find me. They looked everywhere... under every bed... behind every curtain... behind furniture... in the garden. They gave up. They sat in gloom. Wondering... worrying...

and then the woman looked at the fluffy duvet on the blanket box and she saw my eye...

can you see me?

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Hello. Where's my milk?

Things are really slipping around here. The last two mornings Pumpy and I have had to wait until 6:30 for our stinky goodness AND this very morning the man was extremely late in coming downstairs to eat his cereal. So of course I had to wait quite some time for the leftover milk. This photo was taken of me when the man came downstairs and saw us waiting, waiting, waiting... tapping our paws.

Notice, once again, how easily distracted Pumpy is.

Focus, Pumpy!!

I really need him to be on board with me especially since that dog starting living here.
Sometimes it's very hard to be in charge all the time.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

I was having me a good lick of butter when the woman screeched at me to stop. It was very disruptive and annoying. I refused to get off the table even so.

Later she left the back door open and so I ate some weeds in the back garden. Not as gratifying as butter but it sometimes makes me throw up and so I might do this later on her favorite rug.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

This picture was taken this morning. I was just having a nice morning stroke when that stupid dog jumped up and joined us on the sofa. See the guilt in her eyes.

Notice the book on the table. It's a "One Pot" cookbook. The woman's been thumbing through it to see if there are any super easy recipes to make for the man because tomorrow is his birthday.

Do you have any super easy recipes that a human might like?

Sunday, September 16, 2007

This is what I'm talking about...

I got a photo of all of us on the bed just to show you what goes on here during the day. Notice how I'm looking aptly disgusted. Pumpy is busy cleaning himself (which he does too much as far as I'm concerned). I try to get Pumpy focused on matters at hand but he can't seem to do it.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

As many of you know, Pumpy and I like to have our morning nap up on the bed. Everyday that dog comes up and gets in bed with us and she's all like, "Hi Hi HI HI HI!! What are we doing? Oh? Taking a nap? GREAT! I'll lay down with you!" And Pumpy and I are all like, "GET OFF OUR BED!"

Except we don't SAY that but we look it and we think it. Yet... she doesn't get the hint. Sigh.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Monday, September 3, 2007

FYI... dog food isn't that bad. Also, there are these bones that come filled with yummy stuff that I can lick out with my thin, rough tongue. That dumb dog doesn't even care if I eat her treats. She's just SOOO HAPPY if I let her lay down next to me. What a doofus.