6 posts tagged “josie”
Wow, this thing has really grown. She's quite the thing around this house. She's 4 months old and 9 pounds and has established herself as the alpha dog over 3 year-old, 30 pound Bunkie. She sneaks up on her and steals Bunkie's toys,
A friend sent me this today... (I keep posting pics of animals, and up until a couple of years ago, I didn't even like them.)
Excerpts from a Dog's Daily Diary:
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary:
Day 683 of my captivity:
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling
objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates
and
I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt
for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in
order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my
dream of escape.
In an attempt to disgust them; I once again vomit on the floor. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. The audacity!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.
However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard
that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must
learn
what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost
successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving
around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow --
but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously void of common sense. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe....... for now...
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Submitted by Anthony.
All right, but it's the most boring picture ever.
So, I'll add a sleeping puppy to make it cuter. (Don't tell my friends I've cutened something up.)
She looks like that dragon in from the movie The NeverEnding Story.
My mom got my brother a puppy for Christmas. Josie is a two month old Westie. Before you begin with, "Oh, how cute!"'s, please realize that my brother is at work and Mom is at Bible Study, thus leaving me alone to play between referee her and Bunkie, clean up two poops, and bathe the thing.
Okay, I suppose she is cute.
