quiet day :)

okay, dad, i promise i will try 2 be as quiet as i can today. and i will tell mom, too. good luck with your big meeting. 

(tippett tappy toe) 

(tippety tappy toe) 

pssst - mom, dad said we need to be vewy quiet today. do u think maybe for lunchy lunch , instead of my krunchy krunch kibble, a quiet ferocious wolf can finally have the canned food i saw u bought me the other day? :)  

slake effect :)

hee hee, i would not stay back there too long, mom. me and duk duk ate the rest of our snow day chili as our midnite snackie last night and mount pooptushieme is about to blow. :) 

today’s winter wolfie in the snow picture is brought 2 u by the letter nopies :)

mom, what do u mean that was not what we agreed to? the deal was put me down in the snow, and take a picture. it is not my fault your fingers were slow. :) 

snow day :)

well, technically, even tho i have 2 zoomy zoom school today, it is still a snow day so do u think maybe i could have a cup of hot monkey chow cider before school starts? :) 

yellow rug :)

well, duk duk and me were stinking i mean thinking we could this instead. u know, because it is sleeting and u said it was going to turn into freezing rain and it would not be safe for us to be outside to do anything much less try to write our names in it. u would not even notice really, what with this rug being yellow already. :) 

ctp 3 :)

hee hee, um, why, no, mum, i have not had my midday meal yet. u must be stinking i mean thinking of baxter the ferocious wolf, who may have had his lunchy lunch already.  but i am his friend, chester theomungus pooplington the third. did baxter not tell you i was visiting today? that’s okay, i will just have a large portion of whatever it is u r eating  :) 

wolf practice makes perfect :)

rawwr!

rawwwwwwr!

RAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWRRRR!

whoa i think i scared even myself with that last one :) 

land sharking :)

hee hee, did someone say snackie?? :) 

duk dukked :)

what? how am i supposed to know where your gummy worms are, duk duk? i’ve just been here in my bed like, all day really. cuz, u knows it is sunny here and a wolf needs to recharge his batteries. 

but hey if u do find them do not forget u still owe me like eleventy bags from the new year’s eve disco fiascotastrophe so do not come back empty winged or some dukkie is going to get quite a pounding. what? o do not worry, we’ll be here when u get back alright. mom, me, myself, and i. all four of us. waiting for our eleventy bags of gummy worms…. yeah, okay. smell ya. 

hee hee hee, eleventy minus one bags of gummy worms. :) 

blow hole :)

the little dachshund squealed with delight. not only was the down vest his mom found at the thrifty store cozy and warm for sleeping under, but it had a foofie hole big enough to ensure he could sleep for hours, undisturbed by the doozy foofies he knew he would shortly be producing. :) 

unseasonably warm

mom, is it ever going 2 snow again? i feel like some of my best pee work this season has been lost in the dirt. 

have bed will travel :)

what? mom, u only said 2 goto my kitchen bed. a wolf cannot help it if he had 2 move his bed closer to the dinner table first. how else will anybuddy see him to give him snackies?? :) 

‘twas the night before stinkmas :)

hee hee hee, tinkle smells, tinkle smells, tinkle and a spray! o what fun it is to -

hold the foofie, what is this ??! 

oooooOOOOoooOoooooo!  hee hee, tiny trees that are totally wolfy height. perfect for a sprinkly tinkly, if i do say so myself! 

but, wait. hmmmmm….hmmmmmm…. 364 days.. duk would definitely pound me if i messed everything up for us now. my brain sas nopies but my bladder is totally saying yeppies. hmmmmm…..

moooom! did santa say exactly what time he would be coming tonight?? 

sing song merrily on sigh :)

“o the odor inside is frightful, but i think it smells delightful 

and since i’ve got more gas to go,

let it blow, let it blow, let it blow! 

deck the stoops with piles of poopies, 

peweee eeew eee ewww, ewww ewww ewww eww!



tis the reason 2 b smelly, peweee eeew eee ewww, ewww ewww ewww eww!

brown we now and major hurl, peweee eeew eee ewww, ewww ew-”




wha? stop? mom, these are festive songs. me and duk duk just made them better. :)  
 

mister particular :)

dad….

dad…

dad..i know i r busy doing the dishes and i know u checked once already but can u please check again and make sure i do not have any more birthday cake left in the refrigerator? :) 

marching band

hee hee, see dad? if u want 2 b in marching band, u have to each leg step up high, like this. and maybe toot your hiney tooter every once in a while. hee hee, like this. :) 

fifteen candles :)

“o what a beautiful birthday cake! hurry, dad, put me down! it smells delicious!!” squealed the little wolf dachshund as his body wiggled with delight. 



“o happy day! i smell carrots and strawberries and blueberries and turkey too! i know i promised to make my birthday cake last by only taking one bite now and saving the rest for later…

but why take one bite,

when a chompy two will do?” :) 

today i am fifteen :)

(pfweeooOooOoooofweeeeooooOOOOooooOooooOooooOOOOooooOooooooooOOOooooOoooOooOoooOoooooOoooOOOOooOoOOOooooOoOOOOOOooooOooot!)

hee hee hee hee! o yeah, twenty days of eating nothing but fizzy fermented monkey chow smoothies have totally paid off. try and top that, my ferocious frien- uh oh.  smello?  first one 2 say foofie gets a bag of gummy worms. nobuddy? hee hee, totally gassed out! anybuddy? smello? 

um, mom, seeing as how everybuddy is unconscious, maybe we should wait on the group photo and do my individual birthday portrait first. :) 

early and only :)

hee hee hee, race car red for the win! and lovely new bowls and even a new kitchen bed. so luckee this wolf is! i wonder what i did to - hmmmm…. uh oh. 

mom, these are really nice and all, butt, they are not, like, my early and only birthday presents, are they?? 

o christmas me 2.0

…o christmas me, o christmas me, how smelly are thy poopies! o christmas me, o christmas me, how smelly are thy poopies! forever brown, and snakey shaped, an odor that you can’t escape! o  christmas me, o christmas meeeeeeeeeee, how smelly are thy poooooo-peeeeeeees!

hee hee okay, mom, that’s the last verse. now may we please goto the store and get some brown duct tape like u promised? part of the whole 2.0ing of christmas me is so we can make the leftover swirly light into a poopie u know. :)