Raw Food Diet, Day 378- My Heart Is Full

Yesterday I was all relaxed and chillin' in my apartment, mentally preparing for a rainy day and all the Naughty Boy-ness I could get myself into, when my human came into the room with a box just for me. I got a whiff of the perfect little cube and my heart began to flutter.

Tape was sliced and bubble wrap removed, and to my absolute joy this made its way from that sweet-smelling package:Now, if I'm ever to share a turkey neck it'll be for this lady. That is the face of the finest beast around and I hear angles sing when I look at this photo. I never knew I could have it so badly for a blond.

Mom made a video of me checking out my wonderful Valentine's Day present from the lovely Paris Rain. Mom's talking all goofy which normally gets me a little excitable, but I'm telling you that this photo just about put me over the edge.

In the video you'll notice the many stages of love: I act shy and coy at first, but that's just flirting. Then I get territorial and I won't allow my stinky brother to get near my gal. After, it's all beastly grunting as I tell her of my love. Finally, I try to make out with the photo and give it some serious tongue action. How embarrassing mom caught that part on camera.

I am one seriously happy dude.

Paris is the meat in my bowl, the marrow in my bison bone and cheesiness in my string cheese. Boy do I think she is swell.

Happy (early) Valentine's Day everyone. May you all be as lucky in love.
Stanislaw

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A little update and note by Stanislaw:

Guess what feasterinis! My mom took me and only me for a nice walk this morning to the bark park. I was a sort-of Good Boy on the way there. Then at the park I played and looked for bunnies, yelled at this husky for trying to mount me continually, and chased some dogs and stuff. Then, on the walk home I heeled the ENTIRE WAY on a loose leash and NEVER ONCE went into any obsessive behaviors, and on top of it all I didn't make a peep! No constant whining, no screaming or barking or anything!!! Instead, I Sat Like Good Boy at all the red lights, did some Watch Me and accepted treats from my mom. Normally I'm too crazed to eat or focus on any task. But today, I kept making eye contact on my own WHILE HEELING and every time I did it I got tons of delicious feastables! Also, every so often mom would let me get a little ahead of her and then tell me to Stanley Come! and I would flip around and skip right back to her. This Good Boy-ness continued for the entire mile walk home. Did I mention that I was heeling on the right AND left sides?

I am one heck of a Good Boy! In fact, this was by far the very best walk I've ever had - a major breakthrough for me. I may finally be getting the upper paw on this anxiety thing after all. My folks are crazy proud of me today.

I think I like this Good Boy stuff.