My Average Day

Just wanted to share with you all why I'm always tired. I swear, if its not saving something from getting stolen off the counter by one of the idiot step-brothers, its something else.

Here I am trying to relax in the yard. You'll notice that my feet are crossed, which I've been told means that I'm a leader of sled dogs. Leader is right, I'll just lay here, you go pull the sled and be quick about it.




Here is Sam complaining to the human woman about something I did, or at least something he thinks I did. I'm fluffy, I do no wrong, so I have no idea what he's going on about. Look, I'm right there just eating some grass, all innocent.









This is me attacking Sam for tattling on me earlier. He kept sitting on me, eating my grass, then had the gall to call me a name, so I had to make sure he knew who was boss. He peed himself when I came after him... heeee, I love that.








After all of that hard work, defending my grass, defending my honor, and chasing mutant gimpy step-brothers around the yard, its time to relax again.

We convinced the human woman to feed us early again, and now we're crowding the human man trying to get his Ritz crackers. He threatens to hit us, but he's a push-over, I'm sure we'll get a cracker soon enough, whether he gives it to us, or we storm the castle and get them ourselves.

Meeshka
(gonna get a Ritz)