TM, Mama Cheryl (MC), Mama Penni (MP) and Papa Ron (PR) love and care for me.
In memory of DC Dora, CH Angus HXAsd, DC Kearney. Lost from our lives way too soon.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

The Baddog Lives On

Lowri - We had a pretty quiet day today.  TM brought us home from PR's place and went straight to work.  We hung around outside for most of the day.  I finally got bored and moved the x-pen that was guarding the duck food.  When I wiggled in, I tore open the bag.  The food was yummy!  When TM let us in to feed us, my tummy was full.  I tried to avoid TM checking to see how tight it was.  She felt my tummy and then put almost ALL of my food back!  I only got a tiny bit.  TM wasn't sorry at all that she was starving me!  Then when she mixed up twenty pounds of our fresh food, I didn't get to clean up!  I am a growing puppy.  I NEED food!

There is something else I did that TM is blaming me for, but I can't remember what it is right now.  WAIT, I meant something else that HAPPENED that I am getting the blame for.  I didn't do it, really!  See the halo?


  1. Poor TM. Lowri you are going to make her hair fall out, AND you are going to live in a crate if you don't start exhibiting some good sense. I know you're a puppy -- and a pretty cute one at that, but you could do one grown-up thing every day to make TM proud.

  2. Dear Lowri,

    Duck food? Yum. I love food. Last night, Mom caught me trying to get into our lidded trash can in the kitchen. There was chicken in there that was going to waste! She was kind of mad though. :-(

    I think our hoomans should be glad we're eating food and not chewing up the house. I'm just sayin'.....

    Love, Nicky

  3. Just remember--you WANTED a smart puppy! And she's the cutest and smartestest one EVER!

  4. The baddog gene comes with the territory . . .