Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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dear diary,
yippee! sometimes dad lets me sit in his lap while he works and today we are typing an email to my mom. i am so excited! i will to tell her that dad and i are having a good time but dad says we shouldn't mention anything about that block of cheese we ate. it was the size of a car battery! well, i better go so i can type my letter. it takes me a long time on account of my paws and all.

toodles!
b.

8 comments:

DoMoFi said...

Lucky you! Dad forbids us to go near his precious . . . silly "compooter"!

Alicia said...

mmmmmmmmmmmmmm...cheese!

Woofs,
Oskar

PS. Mom and Dad are moving me to a new house on Friday an I'm kinda scared. The yard is much smaller (the folks say they're gettin' old an need less yard work) but there will be two tweenie red dachshunds and a beagle next door to play with. Lots of squirrels an stuff across the street in the park. Hope we can chase some!

Frankie Furter and Ernie said...

Oh yeah... cheese... all you can eat cheese... and bologna?? Did you get that tooo. When the mom is gone... the guys get to eat like the KINGS we ARE!!

3 doxies said...

Since mom is gone and all and you gets to do whatevers...you know being men...I vote to complete da non-mom-vacation by going to gets tatoos:)
Puddles

Fernanda e Pink said...

Tem algo melhor que o olhar de um cão... Lindo!

Bludog said...

Cutie paw-tootie ;-)

Lorenza said...

Hi, Baxter!
A block of cheese?? Battery size?? Wow!
Nope. Better not tell your mom about it!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza

Sandra said...

I know how you feel. I have the same problem 'cause my paws tend to be a tad large and fluffy. My mom is always saying that at least I have pointy nose to help me out. She's just jealous...

Alven