How'd I get here? Fortunately, she wasn't totally mad because of my absolute cuteness. But I did have to get off.
Next time I will have to be more alert so that if I accidentally sleep walk onto the couch I can slither off before I get caught.
I got totally busted over the whole hat customization thing. Momma discovered chunks of baseball cap in my poopies and forced me to confess. Apparently I have contracted the Addled Less Sense which causes me to perform acts of destruction.
We all know that bitey face is always fun. But inside, I am only allowed to bitey face the Relentlessly Huge if he is lying down. Something about bodies flying around the house and knocking things over. So, what about it, big guy, you up for some action?
I have many inside bitey face maneuvers. For example, here is my grab the face move.Followed by ring around the mastiff. Hey, I'm over here.No, I'm over here. Ha!The savage pin the beast down by the throat.This one takes special skill and daring. Its my face in the gaping maw trick.Of course The Relentlessly Huge has some moves of his own. Most alarming of which is the smell my stinky breath. Whoa! Rabbit poop breath. Yuck.Two can play at that game. Get a whiff of this!About last night. Yes, its true that just about when it was time to go to obedience, my leggie started to hurt and I wouldn't put any weight on it. Its no coincidence that I HATE obedience school. It is so BORING!!! My leg started to feel better right away as soon as Momma called the school house to say I wouldn't be coming and by the time Master got home from work I was fine.
[Momma - It really was like somebody flipped a switch on the little guy. Do you think he knows?]
Besides, I practice my obedience all the time. See? Here I am doing a recall.Agility, on the other hand, totally rocks. This week I did weave poles, tunnels, puppy sized jumps and the pause table. I have to tell you that there were a couple of embarrassing moments on the pause table. The first time I got on, I wouldn't get off and the rest of the class abandoned me and went to the other side of the ring. Eventually I got bored and joined them.
Then I got on and off again with no problem but that's when Momma turned into an idiot. My teacher kept saying "back up, back up." And clueless Momma kept backing up. Duh, he meant get back up on the table.
I found this cool toy in the garage. Its two tennis balls together. And they squeak!
Momma says I'm not much of a retriever because when I chase something I either zoom right past her with it.Or just drop it halfway back because there is something more intriguing.At some point, The Relentlessly Huge always winds up taking away whatever I have.Then he just stands there making the thing go squeak, squeak, squeak and daring me to try and get it back.But when I do try to get it, he goes AHAHAH which can be a little scary, so I wait for him to forget what he was doing and wander off.Got it!Dexter done!
P.S. Check out the picture of The Relentlessly Huge I put on the banner. Hee hee hee.