No it is Not a Wrinkly Old Hag.

No! They aren't wrinkles.
I wouldn't say exactly what.
Mom can be sneaky with that camera.
I am only FIVE.
I don't have wrinkles at my age.
What? How old am I in doggy years?
How would I possibly know?

I don't remember doing It.

Mom is at me again.
I am laying low. Nice and quiet.
Really. I just don't remember doing it!

My Naughty Ball

This is my ball. He is a very naughty ball.
I really have to work hard to teach my ball to behave.
He hides from me. He rolls away.
I have had my ball as long as I can remember.
I work on training my ball every day I can find him.

Private Moments

Yea. It's me. I'm in my crib.

I was enjoying a private moment.

What-da you want?

My Christmas Eve

For Christmas Eve my Dad came home early and took me to the Doggie Park. I am up on the Doggie Hill. I was not too thrilled about getting up here. But, I can sure see all the other doggies. I am the highest Dog here. Is this what they mean by "King of the Hill?"

Bark the Rain Away

Yes a Beautiful day. Yesterday was cold and dreary, with wet rain.

I had to bark a whole lot to get it to go away.

But look what a Great Job I did.

Edel on Turkey Day

Happy Thanksgiving, I guess. I wanted Mom to take my picture with Mr. Turkey.
But. She said that kind of picture would only be me gobbling the turkey down my jaws.
Really guys, I have been sitting right beside him for 2 days guarding him.
Boy that turkey fellow sure smells good!