Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Early in the week Mom decided that I needed a bath because some strange Airedale keeps rolling me around the ground (it is really quite rude. I mean, I will just be standing there and he will race up and crash tackle me. Or sometimes, I am just standing there, trying to wee and he will grab a mouthful of wrinkles and drag me away. Rude, right?!) Anyways! Hammy was driving Mom a bit nuts because she was trying to fill up the tub to give me a bath and he kept jumping in! So I thought this must be something great, right? Wrong! She put me in the tub and it was the most horrible thing ever! I thrashed about and had a cry so she would stop the torture. Mom ended up putting me in the shower to finish washing me. It was sort of like being rained on. I didn't like it, but it was no where near as bad as that tub thing.
Then it was Hammy's turn. I laughed.
Here are some photos of us playing this morning.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
I think I am going to start referring to it as a sporting injury as that sounds cooler.
People think I sleep weird but check this out