Barks! Sometimes one has to shoot for the moon – shoot for the stars – or in my case shoot the hoop. I went off with mom and some of her friends were playing b-ball. They asked me if I wanted to play. How could I refuse? Especially when the guys help me out with my dunks. It was an awesome time for sure. I loved chasing the ball.
It was just kind of hard for me to dribble but hey they understood. Have you ever gotten your paw on the hoop or backboard? Now that is some fun for sure. I highly recommend it!
But mom, Hemi started it. Honestly – dog’s honor. I was just sitting here on the ottoman minding my own business. I wasn’t running up/down the hall like an elephant. Nope. Wasn’t me.
Don’t let Hemi’s innocent face fool you. It was him. Heck, he was even ricocheting off of the walls and furniture.
Go ahead. Call in CSI so they can take paw prints. They won’t be mine…. how could I do that? Innocent
Mom really how could you? Okay I get it. You have a shoe fetish. I used to have one too but you broke me of that. I get that. But you come home with these shoes. Really? They have D.O.G.S. on them. And hey get this – they are not of me. So how could you? I feel betrayed. I think this look tells you everything I’m feeling. Now be a nice sport about it. Take those shoes off so I can take care of them if you know what I mean. 🙂
P.S. These are mom’s new shoes. They are Skecher BOB’s and are awesome. I know when she wears them, she is thinking of me. And mom says they are the most comfortable pair of shoes she has ever had. That’s gotta mean something, right?
What? Me caught doing something? I wasn’t doing anything. Honestly – dog’s honor. I can’t help it that Hemi slapped me in the hiney so I slapped him back… and then jumped up here barking at him so he would get into trouble. I would never start anything – no way. I’m too cute to start something… Yeah that’s it.
But I was up here gnawing on a dog bone that my brother Phenny sent me from across the pond. It’s a cool bone too. Hard plastic with lots of ridges for my teeth. Heck, I even take that bone to bed with me at night. I guess you could call it my security bone. Thanks brother!!
Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend. I’m so hoping to go for a spin in mom’s Prius. That car is just my size!
Now I leave you with Jokes with Daddy – have fun friends ❤
Don’t worry mom. I’m here to protect you – even in here. I think we all know where here is, right friends? Who knows what could happen to our humans when they enter their litter box. There is a lot of things in there that could hurt them. I mean what if the flushy thing swallows them up and they disappear. Where would we be then in getting our own food? You do see the worried look on my face, right? I gotta go in there with mom just to make sure she’s okay…. and that there are no monsters living in the tub. Have you checked that place out lately my friends? We can never be too careful! I’m off to patrol again with daddy this time. Be safe!
Did you celebrate the 4th of July this week? This week has been one continual pawty here at the Hotel Thompson. Every year during the 4th of July, it’s *always* a pawty. Not just for the 4th but there’s also another important howliday in there. On the 3rd, it was mom’s barkday. We had a blast! There was cake, ice cream, presents, dinners and bunches of shopping and fun. Mom/dad and Nana even went and saw the new Jurassic World movie. They had such a great time playing together. And they didn’t forget us anipals either. We had doggy ice cream to celebrate the week.
Yawns! I just gotta ask something my friends. My dad says I’m spoiled and that most pooches don’t wake up like this in the morning. You know with their head on a pillow and feet under a blanket. I think he’s wrong. I think a lot of us wake up like this, right? I mean why would he care. I’m not on his pillow. I’m beside mommy and she shares everything with me. And I like to sleep like this with my feet up in the air. That way mom can spoon me and rub my belly. Heck, I’m not spoiled. Not at all!
Sometimes one just needs to steal a jacket and get comfy for a nap. Mom was working. I wanted to play but I was sleepy. So I stole her jacket and settled down for some shut eye. Hey, a dog has to do what a dog has to do in these times, right? And can you tell I need a trim as mom calls it? Sure mom – go ahead and call my groomer. I *need* a day at the spa. It’s hard being a dog sometimes…barks with puppy laughter. Bring on some TLC, massages and smelly oatmeal bath. Calgon take me away!
Look at me – I’m a trained seal – barks with puppy laughter. No really. Mom just had the camera at just the right time and took the perfect picture of me balancing my ball on my nose. It made her laugh. And anything that makes mom laugh… or snort.. makes me happy. What about you?
Hello peeps. This is me everyday when mom leaves the Hotel Thompson. I crawl on the back of mom’s chaise and hang out waiting for her return. Of course, I get down to refuel with a bite to eat or drink of water… or go potty. But then it’s back up on the chaise for mommy patrol. This is the *best* spot to wait for her. I can look out the window and look for her car to pull up. And then when she walks through the door, she knows better to be holding anything because I’m going to jump right into her arms. Nah, don’t worry. She will always catch me. Right?
Hope you have a blast of a weekend. I leave you now with Jokes with Daddy.
Miniature pot bellied pig and friends - Bacon, Houdini, Hemi and all of the Rock Clan with Journalist Rocky the Squirrel all out looking for adventures from the Hotel Thompson.
What? Me caught doing something? I wasn’t doing anything. Honestly – dog’s honor. I can’t help it that Hemi slapped me in the hiney so I slapped him back… and then jumped up here barking at him so he would get into trouble. I would never start anything – no way. I’m too cute to start something… Yeah that’s it.
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