Wednesday, November 29, 2006


The girl had a seminar at her office last night. When she does seminars she has Panera sandwiches. We get the leftovers. Pipey and I made a dog's breakfast out of the sandwiches last night. I love the girl and I love sandwiches!

- Felicity

Monday, November 27, 2006

New game

The boy was surprised to find I created a new game this weekend. I took the girl's McYogurt cup and put my ball inside it. Then I chewed on the back of the cup trying to get the ball out. He was amazed to see me creating a game. Where's he been all this time? At least he hasn't figured out I'm smart enough to have secret plans to take over his position in the feeding line. No more scraps for me.

- Felicity

Saturday, November 25, 2006


I love holidays. The best part of a holiday is curling up with the girl for a nice nap after eating too much food. Pipey would agree.

- Felicity

Friday, November 24, 2006

T-giving for dogs

The girl made a chicken yesterday so we had some of that for Thanksgiving. Then she cooked up some frozen turkey dinners for us. That was good. I'm thankful that the girl wanted to be sure we dogs got to celebrate T-giving.

- Felicity

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Beggars can be choosers

I figured out how to get some of the girl's dinner. I used to sit on the floor and bark and whine when they would eat in front of the television. Now I just stick my head in her lap and nose my way toward the food. If she catches me, I just make cute faces until she's ready to give me her plate. It works really good.

- Felicity

Monday, November 20, 2006

All grown up

The girl said she won't take any pictures of me until I'm unbloated. This is a picture of me and Pipey from when I was small. I'm wearing my Dog Scout uniform.

- Felicity

Friday, November 17, 2006

I am the Cutie!

I'm a little bloated today, but I wanted to remind everyone that I am the cutie. Do you see how easy to hug I am? Seriously.

- Felicity

Thursday, November 16, 2006


I knew the day would come when I would make the boy compliant by jumping on his head enough times before he got out of bed. I got him to scratch me while I groomed myself. This is the way it's supposed to be.

- Felicity

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Morning protest

So this morning I tried to protest the girl going to work by laying down in front of her. I figured she'd understand it was a protest tactic. Instead she and the boy pulled out the camera and took pictures of me. I guess I didn't make a very effective blockade.

- Felicity

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Laying down on the job

The boy and the girl caught me snoozing on the eyeless red monkey, so of course they had to take a picture. At least I look really cute when I snooze.

- Felicity

Monday, November 13, 2006


The boy and the girl were busy most of the weekend, so Pipey and I just hung out.

- Felicity

Friday, November 10, 2006

Finishing my creepy game

I finished the creepy game. It's now a shell of an alien. Moments like these make me proud to be a dog, but disappointed that the game couldn't last forever.

- Felicity

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Red monkey

I found a red monkey. The girl still doesn't know where I found him in the house. I ripped off his stupid shirt, chewed off his stupid hat, and tore out his stupid eyes. Now he's a perfect game.

- Felicity

Wednesday, November 08, 2006


Yesterday's post may have been confusing. To clarify:

This is not the Doodlebug.

This is the Doodlebug.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Monday, November 06, 2006

The Game

This weekend I made a lot of games with Pipey. Here are some pictures of the game.

- Felicity

Friday, November 03, 2006

Candid camera

The girl took a picture of me falling asleep. I don't know what it is with these guys taking pictures of me when I'm trying to get my rest. How do they expect me to wake them up early each morning if they keep interrupting my sleep with a camera?

- Felicity

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Flash . . . aaah!

The boy went wild with the camera and woke me up with a flash. And he wonders why I run across his head eighteen times every morning.

- Felicity