When I allow people to get close enough, you can see my tiny black whiskers on my nose. I only share them with special people.

Do you ever find d your thoughts interrupted by head scratches from the Food Man? It happens to me quite frequently.

Oh goodness, is it Friday already? I seem to have slept through some days.

My dad always catches me when I jump up to him. We are a team.

I am on a stealth mission. Nothing to see here.

If someone is there, please reveal yourself before you get a large barking at!

The walk-a-majig, on occasion, needs extra protection, and only I can provide it.

We are having a happy day today.

It got warm here and my dad turned on the cool air box, so we had to get the blanket out, too.

I have received a new necklace from the food man. He and my dad say I look very pretty in it.

I am, at this time, accepting a single kiss on the top of my head.

I am told that one ear back is how all the girls are wearing their ears this season.

I do not usually play pretend, but today I am a slug.

Yes, food man, I allowed you to pet me a moment, you can go away now.

I am awake! I can still do guard duty from under here.

Wink.

That is enough patrolling for now, it is time to climb under the warm blanket with my dad.

My dad and I are having chicken and relaxing together. We are warm and I am as happy as I have ever been.

Alright, you can go home so I can stop guarding and have a nap. Thank you.

I can smell a treat. Are you hiding bacon somewhere?

Dad and I got a new chair for Christmas. It is very comfortable, so we are excited.

My dad and I are getting ready to have some snack cakes. It is a good day.

The food man has decided to put my dad's clothes in the washing machine. I will look pitiful to stop him. He can not just move my things!

It is warm in out house and that makes me sleepy. Maybe we can go to bed early tonight.

Before I leap up I need to wiggle a little so my dad knows that it is time and he can reach out to catch me.

The food man said I look like a piggie. I do not think little piggies are as furry as I am.

I know that there was no dog before me, so how did my dad get by? I do so much for him.

It is chilly, so I am doing thr important work of keeping dad warm.

My dad calls me his guard dog, and while he always giggles after he says it, I am very protective.

Our chair was not lifting so the food man had to bring his brother the tool man to fix it. I will be happy when it works so my dad and I can be alone.

I need to hurry over so no one takes my spot in the chair. That simply would not do!

I am the snack guardian. The pretzels and honey buns are for my dad.

Yes, food man, you may pet me as tax in exchange for feeding us. But only for a moment!

The food man believes he is very funny, putting a hat on me.

My dad and I are having a quiet day at home. Please do not interrupt or I will bark.

This is the spot where my dad gives me a kiss.

We are cuddling. You can come back later, please.

While I do like treats, i need them to come from my dad. I will try this after he touches it.

If you are looking for me, I am in my nest, but please do not be looking for me.

I am smelling you for security reasons. So far, you check out, but no funny business.

Nothing is quite as nice as hanging out with my dad. It is very relaxing.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

I am having some quiet contemplation time this Saturday. Musing about everything and nothing. Waiting for my bite of the chili dog that my dad is eating.

My dad said we are going to the bathroom. So I stood up. Now I just have to wait for him to stand up. Then I can guard him.

I must keep my eye on the walk-a-majig, so it does not roll away. Maybe I should have dad attach a basket so I can ride it like a chariot.

Sorry, I just need to slip past you, I will get in my spot, and we can watch a cowboy show. Bonanza, maybe?

Sorry, I just need to slip past you, I will get in my spot, and we can watch a cowboy show. Bonanza, maybe?

I want to be sure you are all aware that as much as I love my dad, I believe he loves me even more!

When my dad goes to the kitchen, it almost always means I get a bite of something. I just have to wait, because the walk-a-majig makes him slow.

The air shampoo and conditioner have made it chilly in here. I am tucking my nose away for warmth.