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.

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

I am practicing being a stealth dog. You may not see me in this photograph, but I am there.

Alright, I think that is close enough to my dad. If you keep walking this way I will have to stand up and neither of us wants that. I am comfortable for starters.

Arooo. Bork bork. I am just reminding you that neither my throne nor my the green chair dad uses are for you. The brown one behind me is for guests, but only if I agree you can stay.

I went on a car ride with my dad, and I must say, I am not a fan. If it is all the same to you, I believe we should just stay home in the chair.

There is bacon on that sandwich, and I would like some.

I am coming in for a kiss. Please hold still.

I am grumpy today because people keep coming to my house. Please leave my dad and me alone. We need quiet time to watch his cowboy shows.

I have run around the house yelling and am now hot and tired. It has been an excellent half hour.

Okay, so, I know the difference between dog food and your food, dad. I will eat this, but putting it in a pot pie tin will not trick me.

I did not know anyone was coming over, so I am going to run behind this chair and collect my thoughts. If you hear barking, that is me reminding you I am still protecting dad.

Oh, goodness, is it dinner time already? I would like ribs and french fries with a side of cheese and a slurp of my dad's coffee when he is not looking.

We should have a staring contest. I always beat my dad because looking at me makes him giggle.

My best friend, Dad, isn't feeling well, so I am snuggling him to help. Being a nurse is important!

The walk-a-majig is guarded, no need to worry. I am in control of the situation.

It is warm today so I am laying very flat.

What was that noise? Intruders? A snack cake wrapper? Either one needs my input.

The food man came today and brought me a bag of bacon pieces. My dad got potato chips and I am going to have some of those also. Some days have nice surprises!

When I stand on the left side, it tells my dad I want to jump up in the chair and he should scoot over. If I am on the right, it means I would like a bite of whatever he is eating. It is a good system.

This is what my dad looks like. He is a nice guy and we share our dinner and I follow him to the bathroom for safety. I like him lots.

The person who brings us food said I could go with him to the mailbox. Clearly, he feels he needs a body guard.

On my throne, awaiting my minions.

It is a very long time between breakfast and lunch. Maybe we can put more snacks on the schedule.

Alright, you may photograph me, but get my good side, please.

When people that are not my dad come in the house, I have to remind them of the ground rules. I do it loud so they understand.

I was told to say cheese, so I hope there is some.

How do they get all the different flavors into my kibbles?

My dad continues to try and get up, so I will lay on his arm. Then he is stuck.

It is a bright, sunshiney day.

I was asleep and when I woke up there was a treat near me. I do not know where it came from.

The guy who brings me and my dad food usually has a snack for me in his bag. I just have to find it.

You do not get to touch my dad's walk-a-majig. He needs it. For walking.

Yes, if you must, you can see my little blue belly tattoo. I got it during my wild youth before I met my Dad.