Wednesday, November 23, 2005

The battle of the bed

Fucking A!
Mom and I had a little throw down this morning before sunrise, see mom has this headed bed thing that on cold mornings like this just call to a hound. Snuggle up in a little ball under all her fluffy covers dude thats HOME!

Mom was not amused to see nothing but my snout and some gold eyes looking out of a lump in the covers. "git" is not going to get me out of the bed-hell no!

A battle of my clawing and growing sucktion cups on my underside and her pulling on my tail and back leg ensued. She won but only after I made a wreak of her bed (and left my funk there as a reminder of my displeasure)

Every time she left the room I planted myself back in the bed-four freaking times she pulled me out of the bed until she locked my stink'n ass back in my box. BITCH its cold in here! Oreo that bastard is sleeping on the bed, in the sun by the window right now all smug. Thas ok Ill have his ass later.

Mom has started her holiday shopping, she has this small pile of very intresting smelling stuff in the library but every time I get close enough to check em out and look for whats mine she whomps me in the nose. BITCH!

Yes there is a trend here, my mom is a BITCH (but I love her) Anything in this house by default belongs to me but she seems to forget that.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Dog Radio

OK so dude I have been pretty busy and well its hard to sit still long enough (and not fall asleep) to write in this thing.

Anyway...Found something cool today, mom left the house and Oreo hit the web for some bitches with no britches (donno why he likes bitches but thats his problem) but he came across this one site that just ROCKS
http://www.morusarecords.com/dcr.htm

Its DOG RADIO cool as shit man, they had some 70's old skool on a bit ago and I was wiggling my tail all over the room. Im told they play that crap "who let the dogs out" a good bit though-might be a good time for a piss right about then.

Hey who fucking let the cold come to visit? Dude it is COLD when I go to do my thing outside, I mean sure Id rather do it inside on the rug but mom gets pretty upset! Man I went out this am and I thought my empty sack was gonna fall right off and its DARK out there now WTF?!

Mom says its time to pull out my little sweaters and my fav tweed coat. Hot damn I hope I get that new pink fake mohair sweater I have had my eye on at Target that is the shit.

*yawn*

OK back to nap to some kick ass radiolater yall