What's this stuff?

My Momma brought me outside and there was this weird stuff all over the place. It was cold and I didn't like it so I barked at it. It did not seem to care that I was barking at it because it kept falling on me.

Thanks JoJo!

I got this unbelievably fun toy from my friend JoJo. It moves around the room by itself and I have to chase it. It's great!!

Sunday naps

Sunday naps are the best!
Especially when I can sleep on this pillow... this pillow is nice and soft and cushy. I love it!

Who's that in our window?

Hey, who is that?
That is Buddy Tribble... what the... ?
Who's Buddy Tribble? ... And what makes him think he can jump in your window like that?
Well, he's the cat that lives across the street. And he has found my prime bird watching window. The nerve of him!
He seems to think he owns the neighborhood.
Oh. What are we going to do about that?
Hm... I don't know. But I do know he's my nemesis. Maybe we should tell Momma & Poppa.
They won't do anything... they like Buddy Tribble... I do not know why... he's such a window seat stealer.

Sweater

Momma came home from work and she must have gone to the dog store because she had special treats for me... and something else. She rammed this thing over my head and it felt weird... Momma is pretty tricky though because she distracted my uncomfort with yummy treats. It must of worked becasue after a bit I totally forgot that I had some weird thing on my body. Tiki didn't know what to think of my new ornament. Momma calls it a sweater.

In a box

Sitting in unexpected and challenging places helps me to think through lifes problems and obstacles. For example, this box was sitting on the floor and I felt compelled to sit in it which in turn brought me to ponder this, why is my window not open anymore? ... I miss sitting in my window. My window really is the best thinking spot in this whole place. This led me to think about how I feel a little resentful towards my Momma and Poppa for shutting my window... then I feel guilty for feeling resentful because my Momma and Poppa love me very much... but then, if they love me so much, why would they let that little wretched beast sleep in the bed with them sometimes?? They know darn well I love to sleep in the bed and won't go near the bed if that 'thing' is in there. Oh no, now I'm feeling resentful again... Maybe I need a nap. That will make me feel better.

Halloween

Halloween is a pretty fun time. Momma made this weird thing that had a face. It tasted pretty interesting.
Another fun thing about Halloween time is that for some reason all the kids in the neighborhood wanted to come over to our house... and they were dressed funny ... and then my Momma was giving them stuff!!
Weird.