For TK

Tanya Kristine from Are You My Mother? (or TK to her pals) asked where I was. Isn't she a darling inquiring about moi? I'm always here, but I lead a very busy life. From running around like freak, rubbing my face on the carpet, patrolling the grounds, etc. to terrorizing Pete, a jack-a-poo that lives downstairs who used to rule this building, until I moved in. I showed him who was boss. I bit his bum in the elevator & now he bows down to me - as he should. I hardly have time for my other favorite activites of going for walks or to the dog park, let alone blogging much. But since Mom is working ridiculous hours, I decided to take over the duties for this post and show you all yet ANOTHER of my favorite activites. Destroying toys I'm given.

This is what happens when I get a squeaky stuffed toy. First, I head for the bed and proceed to mess it up as I attack the toy.

Now I've gotten the tag off. My quest is to get the squeaker. If Mommy is in the other room and hears me squeaking it, it always makes her laugh.

Still working hard! The more I chew and fling it around, the messier the bed gets.

What?

Now I'm getting pissed.

Finally! Success!


I'll pull all the fluff out. I take chunks in my mouth, pull it out, spit it aside and dig in for more. This is awesome fun!

Now I've got that damn squeaker. I'll puncture it so it won't squeak anymore.



I'll just dig around for a while longer & pull the last remnants of fluff out. Now I'll rip at the carcass for a while. Then, exhausted.....



It's time for another one of my favorite activities, sleeps!