Opie here! Mama says that I’m pouting, but I think I have a right to pout!
Look at this Cake!
Doesn’t it look delicious? Do you think I got ANY of it?
Do you think I got a crumb? Do you think I got to lick icing off anyone’s fingers?
Do you think I got one of those wax stick things?
No, I didn’t!
I wanted some cake too!
So, maybe I am sulking!
Who decided that chocolate cake was bad for doggies?
I smell a conspiracy!
How can anything that smells that yummy and that everyone else seems to love so much be bad for us doggies?
Daddy tried to make me feel better with a new bully stick.
I’ll admit that this is a tasty bully stick.
I was also encouraged to get into all the family photos.
This is my favorite! The Grandparents love my glossy hair.
As you can see, I am extra glossy from all the petting and stroking I got while they were here.
I do love it when they visit.
Mama kept a close eye on Grandpa.
I know HE would have given me some cake!
Psst… Grandpa, next time I’ll lick your ankle when the coast is clear, okay?
Oh and by the way, Happy Birthday Hu-brother Gregory!
I expect to have some of your birthday cupcakes this weekend or somebody’s guitar case might get nibbled on!
And that’s not a threat at all.
It’s a promise.
I just had to vent fellow doggers!
I suppose I don’t have much really to complain about.
I got lots of treats and belly rubs. Tons of attention! Grandpa says that I must be the best dog in the world!
And…the bully stick is so very tasty!
Yummy, yummy bully stick of deliciousness!