Thursday, March 26, 2009

Pet of the Week

Hello friends. I have just been voted Pet of the Week on the Dallas Morning News web site! A red carpet ceremony with me wearing a tiara and accepting a box of petite biscuits would have been grand, but it didn't happen and that's okay. My parents have bragging rights and I have been immortalized on a postcard. That's good enough for me if it's good enough for them!

Friday, March 6, 2009

Checking In

Not much to report on the home front lately. My days are spent pining for my mom while she's away doing whatever it is she does, and sleeping. Oh, and eating - can't forget the most important activity!

Izzy started some kind of Savings & Bone plan by hiding food all over the house. Most of the time she forgets where she makes her deposits, and guess who benefits? My sniffer would outperform the best Bloodhound. She's really not very careful with her hiding places. I found a piece of kibble in my dog bed the other day. Maybe she was leaving me a treat. Who knows. She also left a morsel next to the toilet which mom found. She knows mom doesn't eat our food! That girl is an enigma.

Mom bought me a cushy new bed for her office because she didn't like the color of the other one. The replacement is much thicker and softer, so I wholeheartedly approve of the change.

Well, that's about it. I might bark some more later.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Savings & Bone Plan

Sometimes when daddy arrives home from his long day away, I am so overcome with joy, that I grab a morsel of kibble, race to the couch, and proceed to bat it around with my paw. I have also been known to pick it up with my teeth, and then drop it just to see where it lands, and then pounce on it. See, I can be a playful girl.

When the two beasts are eating, I make the effort to hide a few kibbles around the house. They eat like ravenous wolves, so just to be safe, I created my very own Savings and Bone Plan. A girl must always be prepared, you know.

Kibble has been found under couch cushions, under dog beds, and inside the couch blankets. Once, my mom found one beside the toilet. Sometimes I forget where I make my deposits, but I never really worry because there is seemingly an endless supply. When the humans find a forgotten morsel, they promptly hand it to me. I think of it as interest or a bonus. Occasionally, Sparky discovers my hiding place and chomps down like a big brute without another thought. He KNOWS it's mine, yet he PRETENDS he doesn't. He's all, "Yum. Look what I found!" He's so arrogant about it, he acts as though he's found the cure for parvo or something. *smirk*

My plan doesn't always go as smoothly as I'd like, but at least I have one! While my behavior with food perplexes the humans, they play along anyway. I love those silly humans.