I want you all to know that I have been working my furry little bum off, helping mom unpack her bags by removing her unmentionables and parading around the apartment with them. I do what I can, you know? Good times. Good dog.
After getting some good sleepies in my crate last night, I woke with the sun, filled to the brim with explosive energy and a terrible craving for meaty feasts. Big Pupi, mom and I all rolled out of our crates and strapped ourselves together for an exciting fast hunt! I kept my eyes peeled and watched for rabbits and squirrels as my beastliness ran through downtown to the bark park. Sitting there, so quietly in the middle, was my beloved baby pool! I was freed from mom's tether and ran as fast as my manly legs could carry me to the cool, crisp water when... WHAT WAS THIS?! There was another DOG in MY POOL! He was big and hairy and looked like Fenway with lots of freckles and he soaked his stinky belly in MY belly-soaking water! I wanted to take that tennis ball right out of his evil mouth! Thank goodness there was a sudden game of chase that distracted him and I had my pool returned to me, nice and dirty - just how I like it.
I was soaking my belly and taking stock of the park and folks inside of it, and I realized that there were many Fenway-esque dogs there! I got so excited! I shot out of the pool and assumed the play-bow, hoping for a solid game of chase. But no! These dogs were NO FUN! Every time I got up some good "chase me" speed they would surround me and force me back to where I started! No matter what I did, I just couldn't get anywhere without one of those stinky pups cutting me off, pushing me away, stalking me down and forcing me to play their games. Grrr. One got so annoying that I actually snarled in his face and I have NEVER gotten snarly-faced at another dog (bitey-face games excluded). Big Pupi was having similar problems. As he was trying to busy himself weebling on his territory, he kept being knocked over and pushed around by one of these herding dogs. Double Grrr! We didn't stay at the park for very long because there just wasn't much fun to be had with no running about and no craziness allowed by these silly dogs. I'm a grown beast and I need my freedom! You're not the boss of me!
We had a fast-hunt on the way home, then feasted on some ground lamb pre-made raw food (got to finish the bag we bought for our trip!) and then I continued work emptying out mom's suitcase. Helping myself to socks and undies is way better than being herded around at the bark park! To thank me for all of my hard work, mom took out my favorite treat -- STRING CHEESE! I could hardly believe my good fortune and jumped all over mom like Naughty Boy. But I can't help it, I'm a cheese addict! This stuff clouds my mind and makes me act all crazy-like.
Big Pupi would fetch the moon for a taste of the cheesiness. He magically transforms into a momma's boy of gargantuan proportions.
So that's been my morning so far: fast hunts, herding games, and cheesy feasts. Good stuff. We're glad to be back and can't wait to find out what everyone has been up to!
Big Pupi is honored:
I consider us to be fairly spoiled boys. Stanislaw and I are treated like beastly kings by our humans (as it should be), but what did we do to deserve this treatment from our blogging friends?
We are so thrilled to be honored with this award! It was a treat that's even better than cheese from our friends Fenway (please don't herd me!) and Charlie.
Alrighty now, I need to:
1. Post the award on the blog
2. Link to the generous folks that gave it to me
3. Nominate 7 of my favorite blogs and link to them
4. Leave a comment to let those pups know they've received an award
How tasty! Thanks guys! This was super cool of you to think of Pupi and me. I would like to pass this award along to Mack and Stanislaw's lovely Paris Rain, Louis Reginald and the fine Ella Bean, the Sox-loving duo Agatha and Archie, and my hamsterrific buddy, Girl Girl. Hope you get extra cheesy treats for being so special!