Seventh Post Ever!!

Yesterday is so exciting! I decided Best Day Ever! But it's just so darn cold...

Best thing about yesterday is the covers. Momma asks Maggie and me what we want to do yesterday morning, and we say "Outside!" So we go outside, but then we decide we are WRONG. It is so cold! Momma says I am a "cold-weather dog," but I don't believe her. Even Maggie doesn't want to stay, and she loves sitting outside. I guess it's too cold too waste time pretending something's interesting. Puppehs lose noses like that... they freeze and just fall right off.

Anyway, we go outside and decide inside is better. Momma asks us what do we want to do now? We say "Play!" Momma walks back to her bed instead and lays down. It's okay, though, because Maggie and I can play in the dark. So we play in the dark. Playing in the dark is okay, but Maggie is bigger than me and I don't see her coming because it's dark, so she pretty much lands on me whenever she jumps. So I lose. Then I lose again. I lose a couple more times before I decide to sneak under the bed so she can't jump on me any more. That works pretty well. After she misses me a few times, she gives up and goes to have breakfast.

Meanwhile, I'm sitting under the bed with nothing to do. When I notice Maggie isn't trying to attack any more, I make a break for above the bed where I know Momma is laying alone. When Momma is alone and sleepy early in the morning, she is very, very cuddly. I sneak in next to her and lay right against her side, and she lets me stay. Then she wraps her arm around my butt and pets me with her other hand. So one hand is cupping my butt fur and the other hand is petting my chest fur. It's a pretty good deal, but I figure I can get something else because she's pretty sleepy, but awake enough after feeling the cold that she won't go to sleep right away and decide to shun all puppehs.

I snuggle in really close and I move around and put my head on her pillow, to see if I can get away with it. Get this: She lets me! So I scoot my face close to hers and slide my nose half under her covers. This is really cuddly and warm. I guess Momma gets my hint because she lets me crawl under covers with her and snuggle where it's super-warm.

Unfortunately by this time Maggie is done eating and decides to be a buttface. She says to herself, Hmm... how can I be most buttfacey right now? I know! I'll find Lexi and spoil her fun! She does, too. Maggie comes up on the bed and lays next to Momma, and since Momma gives us everything equal and doesn't play favorites, she lets Maggie get under covers, too! Then Maggie starts stratching at Momma for attention. All that butt-cupping and chest petting? It ends so Buttface Maggie can have a stupid fair turn! A lot of times I wish Momma would play favorites because I'm sure she'd choose me because I'm best. I wouldn't have a blog if I wasn't best, right?

I guess I could tell you that eventually Maggie gets bored or hot or annoyed or something because she walks off to lay on the floor, but then you wouldn't have all sorts of sympathy for that cutie-little Lexi-puppy because her mean old big sister took away her perfect spot and warm attentions. So I won't tell you that part. I'll just tell you that I'm really sadz because Maggie was a buttface and Momma loves us equal even though I deserve more and don't you want to give me food and love and attention to make me feel better? Look how cute I am!

The End!

Fourth Post Ever!!

Hooray! Another day! Best Day Ever!

Yesterday was so good, too! Remember? Best Day Ever! So we wake up and it’s not too late and Momma gets a phone call and when she gets off the phone she isn’t very happy. And that’s not the Best Day Ever part, of course, but she gives us smacks because she feels angry. Oops, no, snacks. Snacks. We get snacks when Momma makes toast: she gives Maggie and me our own toasts. 

Since we woke up earlier, after we have breakfast and snacks and run around and play, I take a nap with Momma and Maggie. I’m sleepy and I lay my head next to Momma’s leg on the couch and she pets me while I fall asleep next to her. Then I wake up and she pets me more!

Momma starts getting ready to leave, which isn’t exciting, except that she gives me some crackers while I sit outside the shower. And she says that Skinny Human will come check on us and let us out to play and pee, so we won’t be stuck forever in kennels for very long. So we wait forever and ever and ever and Skinny Human never shows up. No one ever shows up. Then Grumpa shows up and lets us out. 

When Momma comes home, Maggie is so excited and I am so excited, too. We go outside and run around and Maggie stays close, so we run and play together in our yard and the next yards. Maggie starts getting really rowdy and jumping on me and trying to bite me and I don’t want to play that rough so I try to run away. 

Even though Maggie is slower than me, she catches me because I’m trying to run in circles. I run behind Momma and Maggie runs after me and then I run to the other side, but Momma is standing with her legs apart, so Maggie runs through them to get me. So I decide to run between Momma’s legs, and maybe I can stand between them and Momma will protect me. That doesn’t work either. My head’s sticking out and Maggie bites my neck, so I turn around. But then my butt’s sticking out and Maggie nips at my back legs. 

Then I decide to run into the house because I don’t think Maggie will follow me. She does, and then I run to lose her and go inside. Later, when Maggie comes in, she catches me anyway. I jump on the bed to get away from her, and when she jumps on to get me, I jump off and crawl under the bed. I know I’m complaining about it because she Maggie’s sort of annoying, but I do like her. Actually, I thought it was all sort of fun.

The End!

Third Post Ever!!

It's another Best Day Ever!

Momma slept forever in the morning yesterday, but after she got up we had fun.

Momma decides to make toast for breakfast, so we get some. The toast is really yummy because she put butter on it. I love butter on toast! And I go outside but it isn't very interesting so I come back inside right away. Then I write my blog (isn't it funny that I'm writing in my blog now about writing in my blog?! What's the word... meta?).

It seems like yesterday was kind of boring.

I know! After my blog, I cuddle with Momma! That's right... Maggie decides that she wants to stay outside and sit and look. It's weird. She sits on the cold ground and looks at the stuff outside. There's not a lot of stuff outside, and it doesn't ever seem to change. I think she just stares at the back of the other houses and at fences and at trees. That doesn't seem exciting. I never ask her about it because I'm worried that she'll get angry if I do, and then she'll probably try to beat me up. But she stays outside for a really long time (and she does this a lot)! I wonder if she sits outside for so long so that we think that there's something really interesting that she's looking at, even though there isn't? Like she's trying to fool us into thinking that her life is so much more exciting then ours because she sits outside for hours and we don't.

No matter; I get to cuddle with Momma. Ooh! After Maggie comes in it's time for dinner (I told you Momma slept forever: Our breakfast-time was everyone else's lunch). Momma makes eggs! We get some! We eat them! They are so good! Yum eggs! We get more toast with butter, which is good too, but never as yummy as eggs. Yum eggs!

Then Momma showers (Again! She did this the day before, too!), then we play a little fetch, then she leaves. I wait forever and ever and ever for her to get back. Guess what? She's back! I go outside and Maggie goes outside, but Maggie decides to run around forever and I lose track of her. So Momma takes me back inside and we cuddle! Alone! Twice in one day! So, really, even though Momma gets kind of annoyed at Maggie sometimes, and even though sometimes I'd rather just go to sleep, it's sort of okay that Maggie runs around like crazy and forever because that means I get special cuddle time.

When Maggie finally comes inside, Momma is carrying a bunch of stuff downstairs, like a coat and a bag and our food bowl and something else-- and I don't know how it happens because she doesn't trip over me or nothin'-- but she spills our food bowl and food goes everywhere. Momma's not happy about the mess. Luckily, it's right outside our bedroom, so she just sweeps it inside and we eat it off the floor. We were just going to eat it from the bowl anyway, right? Now it's like a meal and a game! Like... Hide and Go Eat.

The End!