My Scary Look

This is my "Gurrr!" look.
Pretty scary! Right?

Lunch? Dinner?

Lunch would be good.
OK. Then call it dinner. Dinner would be good.
OK! Just feed me!

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?"