The Girl and Bossman decided to stop for a bite to eat and now I’m stuck to this pole. The least they can do is throw me a piece of bacon or something!
Ah…birthday scratchy…
I turned 5 today and I got a head scratch from Carrot Mommy. It was awesome.
Birthday Bully Stick
The Girl took me to the store this afternoon to pick my birthday treats. I love my bully sticks! I carry it in my mouth all the way home and it makes me drool like a drippy faucet.
Open! Open! Open!
This elevator takes forever. I’m so close to home! Gotta get this bully stick home!
Aw…C’MON!
I worked so hard to get this bully stick home and now The Girl insists on having a photoshoot before I devour it. That’s just mean.
Finally
I took the token happy photo and now it’s time to chew it up! *Nom nom nom nom*…it’s so *nom nom* tasty!
Still workin’ on it.
I’m having a tasty tasty birthday.
More?!
Wait, they’re fake treats! But what?! They each have squeakers! Score!
I knew it was too easy.
*YAWN*
It looks like it’s time for another nappy nap.