Raw Food Diet, Day 279- My Guest

I had a super crazy awesome weekend!
My auntie visited me and it was non-stop snug time on her lap and awesome walkies through town. I got to show off my territory marking skillz and my super speedy running abilities at the bark park. She was amazed! While my family relaxed on some grass and watched the waves in my lake (Lake Michigan), I squirmed and wiggled about looking for tasty creatures in the grass. Auntie loved my beastly hunting know-how! Big Pupi had a great time making faces at the camera and generally being a goofball in every photo mom tried to take.Since our weeble park has been closed for renovations, Pupi and I have had to do our Good Boy on sidewalks and asphalt, which isn't nearly as satisfying as weebling on some nice fresh grass. We don't see grass too often in the city and we miss it desperately! When we finally got to rest our bellies on the cool lush greenness there was no stopping us. We went crazy! Pupi thrashed like he'd never seen grass before.After a totally great few hours trekking about town, Big Pupi and I arrived home as hungry as beasts. To quiet our growling tummies (and placate our begging cocker eyes), our people gave us some fresh bully sticks. Big Pupi invented a new way to eat his:I think that those tasty bullies give him Anti-Gravity Bum! No matter what my humans did, Pupi would not put his bottom to the floor while working on that tasty feast. What my brother and I didn't realize at the time was that these bully treats were meant to tide us over until our VERY late dinner feasting. My feast found its way into my mouth over 4 HOURS late! I thought I was going to expire from starvation at that point. My selfish people went to a comedy show at The Second City, and I want them to know that while they were laughing their pants off I was withering away to nothing. Cruelty!

I guess in the end I had to let that one slide since my weekend in general was an amazing time. I think I like my auntie quite a bit. She reminds me of my dad, except I wasn't able to eat her socks or shoes. She keeps those delicious items locked away in some sort of magical chest for humans that only opens on their command. I just couldn't figure the dang thing out. Good thing my folks aren't smart enough to keep their feastable clothing in one of those! Instead their chewable toys are hidden behind a sliding door that took all of 5 minutes for me to figure out. Silly people!
Those busy days, late nights and non-stop petting and admiration from auntie has left me exhausted. I'm so tired in fact, that I didn't get my morning exercise and I'm too partied-out to care! I super love my auntie and would like her to visit every single weekend. Okay? I'll even tolerate the sofa-bed monster, despite the fact it tried to eat me, if it means she'll come to stay. And that means a lot, since that sofa beast really did try to feast on your favorite Stanislaw! But that my friends is a story for another day. Right now it's nappies time. This boy needs to recover from three full days of partying!

Pooped. In more ways than one.
Stanislaw