Saturday, November 20, 2010

Read my last post, you get the drift

I am being worked.  If you read my last post, then you know what I mean.  Sit to eat, wait to go outside, drop my toys, go potty here, and then there's the bedtime rules.  No yodeling in my crate, and I'm not allowed to get up at 6 am.

The lady says that nothing in life is free, but I Think that pocket pits like me should get a break.  I mean, my legs are like, a foot from the ground...and I give the best kisses.  I mean geez, help a guy out!

Okay, enough of the griping for now.  There is a light at the end of this very loooong tunnel.

I worked so good today that the lady let me zen out on her lap.  See, if I am held like a wittle baby, I sort of go to sleep really fast.  It's one of my most endearing qualities, AND my favorite position, and I get to do it if I'm a good boy (and especially when I let go of my toys if the lady tries to take them - I'm sort of greedy like that).

So, I guess if I have to work so hard, I should get some good rewards.  Heck, if I didn't get my "zen time" at least,  I would consider blowing this pop stand (I say "consider" because, well, it's raining and it's lightning, so...but consider it I will).

And I would probably stay for awhile longer because I got on the couch tonight, and the lady came up to me, and I closed my eyes so she wouldn't notice me, and even though I'm not allowed up there, she told me to get off and still gave me a sweet goodie.  That was nice.  P.S. I heard the lady mumbling that my pictures aren't coming out very well.  She said, "He is even MORE of a goober-face in these photos, so I have to get a better camera."

Less goober-face, I think that means I could also get less rules.  Score.
Me just closing my eyes, hoping the lady
doesn't notice I'm on the couch even though I know it's only for zen-time.


  1. Robin - you are a funny and entertaining writer. I really enjoy reading your posts and this is one of my favorites (although your ability to wait for food and socks made me laugh out loud more than once and I regularly re-read to put a smile on my face). I'm so glad that BadRap brought you to a warm home with friends and that we are able to read about all your adventures. Thank you for the smiles and laughs.

  2. Beth, that made me feel very warm and lovey inside. I was just put in my crate because I jumped up on my foster lady and spilled coffee all over her clothes and the couch and the carpet. Thank gosh I snuck the computer in to read this. Otherwise, I would be very lonely. Oh rats, I've been had, gotta go!