Tales From Daisy, Now I Get Top Billing!

The long and short of the lives of us.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Do You Need Something to Chew On?

Daisy, what are you doing? Quit, you are bothering me.

Can't help it Lady, I gotta do something.

Well, do it somewhere else, I'm busy.

Ok, Lady, watch this. Whee! See how far I can throw our bed?

Daisy, Mom will be mad, stop it!

Well, I guess I will go bug Mom. Hey Mom, Mom pay attention. You won't let me chew on your big ball, you wont let me chew up the bed or my little ball. Can I chase Lady? What do you mean, no?

I told you Daisy.

Shut up Lady. Hey what is that? Ob boy, Mom, Is it? is it? Yes. A chew bone! Yipee! Don't bother me now I am busy. ummm,

Yawn, Now why didn't I think of that? uh, Mom, right behind the ear, yeah nice. just keep scratching. Who needs a chew bone. Ah that is the spot.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

It's a Good Thing I'm on a Leash!

Some people have no class! Mom and I were walking down the street and a guy who lives near the end of the street drove by us. If I thought I could, I would tear off his tire! I'm mad! What gives this guy the right to come flying down the street like that? Big deal that you have a big red truck with loud mufflers! There is no reason for you to try to scare us on purpose! That is just wrong. Makes me want to poop in your yard. But Mom won't let me. Some people have a lot of nerve! We have just as much right to walk this street as you do to drive on it! You are not very nice. Most of the people on this street are nice. They stop and say hello. Some even pet me. When they are in their cars they wave as they go by. But not you! Think you are some kind of big shot, huh. I know Mom won't let me go on your yard, but maybe I can sneak a drop of poop at the end of the drive way so you will have to roll over it. You and your shiny red truck. I/m watching for you!