I think my mom loves me. Or hates me.

Ok, my mom can be purty cool. Y'all know that. Well, yesterday she brought me a toy. And it squeaks. A lot. I played with it and tried to get the squeaker out, but you know what? That durn thing has 562,394 squeakers in it. Mom says there is only 8, but I don't believe her. I been chewin and chewin and only got off 1 leg and the hat. I took it down to the goats, but they didn't care. All they wanted was their crack. I showed it to them horses, but I had to tell them that they couldn't play with it. They would just stomp it anyway.

So, anyways, now I am tryin to decide if mom loves me the most or if she is trying to make me crazy with all these squeakers. Cause sometimes, when I am sleepin, she sneaks over and steps on that thing and makes all those squeakers go off and scares Bubba and reminds me that I got to get them squeakers out of there.

Whew! Finally!

Well, I finally got my mom to help me write on my blog. I got lots of stuff to tell. First, I got bad news. My Pawpaw went to heaven. I really miss him. I been wonderin why he left. I think maybe cause Stoopid Goose was causing Jesus a lot of problems and so Jesus asked Pawpaw to come and help. That is the only thing I can figure out cause Stoopid is probly causing a lot of ruckus.

Well, since Pawpaw went to Heaven, his dog (my cousin) had to come live at our house. His name is Bubba and he is a Basset Hound. That means he is short and fat with long ears that get in the water when he drinks. It kinda makes our water taste like ears. Anyway, me and Bubba are pretty good buds. Cept, sometimes he tries to go to out the door first and I have to remind him that I am the boss. He can be the boss over Rudy and Miracle. But not Puss, cause only Puss is the boss of Puss. Not even Mom.

Let me tell you about Bubba. He is a little weird. He likes to eat the goat's food. And when he runs, his whole body flaps around and he looks like a goob. And he has a hard time jumping up the steps. I think that is cause his legs are only 2 inches long. And his body is 14 feet long and his ears are a mile. He makes me laugh when he barks at the horses. Like they are even scared of him! Puleeze. They know they better mind me.

Well, I need to go for now cause it is time to feed the goats and chickens and chase the horses and find sticks to chew up. I'll be back.

Got a shot in the butt at my Party

OMG! OMG! I am having a real good day! First, me and my dad went and got breakfast. I got a sausage biscuit cause that is my favorite. Chalupa and Rudy got one too even though I told dad they didn't need it.

After we got home, mom fixed some towels in the backseat of her new car and told me and Rudy that we was goin somewhere. YAY! That is the first time I got to ride in the new car. So anyway, me and Rudy got in the backseat. Mom rolled down the back window for me to stick my head out. We all left and when we got to town, Mom didn't stop at Co-Op or at Jack's. She just kept goin! I thought we was goin to Pawpaw's, but she didn't turn there either. She turned down this long curvy road and we went about 5,629 miles. Then we pulled up to this place where some people was. I think it was a party for me! Dad put that string on my collar before we got out. He called it a "leash". I think he did that so I wouldn't lose him around all them people. He kinda wanders away sometimes.

Anyway, when we got out, my Pawpaw and his dog, Bubba, magically appeared! I ain't sure how Pawpaw does them tricks, but he is pretty good. So we walked over to these people and started talkin to 'em. Mom signed some stuff while I introduced myself to them. They thought I was "a hoot". I don't know what that means, but it must be good. I got to meet some other dogs too. There was one that had a LOT of fur. I was so embarrassed cause Rudy was sniffin that dog's hind end. Jeez! Then there was a puppy that was kinda big. And there was one that wouldn't get out of his mom's car. I guess he was mad cause the party wasn't for him.

After I met everyone, this real nice lady came and gave me a shot in the butt. She said I was Good Dog cause I didn't move or nothin. They gave one to Rudy and Bubba too. They was pretty good I guess. Then I got a pretty red heart to go on my collar and another tag that will help me get home if somebody dog-naps me. It was a fun party! We got snacks too. And lots of petting.

When it was time to go, I called shot gun so I got to ride in the front seat all the way home! Dad and Rudy had to ride in the back. Haha!