A week ago, I came home with chew marks on my forehead and ear - I was protecting my 'hood!! Luckily everything healed nice and Momma didn't have to put me in the the P.T.U. to take me to the V.E.T.
Momma went camping again in the Adirondacks last weekend (and she hasn't even told you yet!). While she was gone Auntie Kristie and Unkle Tommy came to feed me.
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| To my right is the bell I ring when I want to go outside. I'm such a smartie pants! |
I tested the food box while waiting for their arrival. It appears that when the box is moved downstairs it is not very secure. I'll have my staff look in to that.
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| It's hard to see the lasso in my right hand but it's there and it's fun to play with. |
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I also defended my 'hood again last night. Momma kissed my scratched up nose but I wouldn't let her clean up the blood.
Momma says next time my
2 comments:
Poor Z ... such a long-suffering trail blazer! LOL! ;)
Hmm Defending your hood is honorable and going to give your poor Mother premature gray hair! Did you act out because you missed your Mother while she was gone?
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