Wordless Wednesday: Ahhhhhhhhhh Edition

That's better!!

Entertaining yourself is fine, but nothing beats a good game of TUG!

Entertaining myself

Sorry for the radio silence, folks. Momma was at a conference part of last week, so I gots to chill with my pawesome dog sitter Cheyenne. Then Momma has been really busy at work, so she just hasn't had a lot of time to help me blog. I'm trying to visit your blogs as much as I can. Hopefully things will quiet down for her soon. Until then, I'm getting pretty good at entertaining myself!

Wordless Wednesday

That's more like it!

Lucky fur all of us, Momma did something yesterday to take my mind off those "chunkbutt" comments. Remember how a couple weeks ago I told you it was Matilda Day, when I met Momma for the furst time and became Matilda? Well, I didn't go home with her then, because I needed to finish some vet stuff and she had a trip coming up. I came home with her and got officially adopted a couple weeks later. More specifically, a year ago YESTERDAY!!

So yesterday after she gots home from work, Momma asked if I wanted to go for a car ride. DUH, yes! But then once we were inside, she told me it was my adoptiversary and we were going to PetSmart!!

OMD, really?! Can I picks out a toy? Or two? Or three??

Yup, we went to PetSmart, where of course all the people were falling all over themselves to pet me. I let one lady and a few little kids, but I don't like it when big men try to pet me right when they furst meet me. But yes, I gots to pick out a toy...

Where do I start furst??

Not just A toy, but TWO toys, a new antler, and a yummy bone!! It's so exciting! I played with every single one of them last night. But before that, I had one other treat.

 No diets on birthdays or adoptiversaries, right Momma?

Yeah, Momma let me slide just a little and have my adoptiversary cheeseyburger. WOOHOO!!! After that I settled down to enjoy all my new toys and chews. What a grreat day!

I think I missed a spot.

REALLY Momma???

Boy, Momma sure knows how to kick a girl when she's down! It was bad enough that I had to go in for my annual checkup and get THREE shots. It was even worse that the scale read higher than it ever has and the dogtor said I needed to lose a couple of pounds. But then my own beloved Momma started calling me CHUNKBUTT!!!!!!

Reminders

Hey Momma, I know you liked having that other dog visit us last week, but you better remember...

 You're MINE!!