A couple of pictures

This cat is a source of all my troubles. Or at least most of them. Or at least the problems not relating to food, playtime, sleeping, or the other cats.

You want a kiss? Huh, huh, huh? I'll give you one right now. Here you go. You want another one? OOOoooo. A tartar control biscuit! I love you forever! Do you want another kiss? This is great. Yeah, yeah yeah. Keep scratching. Yup, right there. A little to the left. Oooo I love you.

MORE of the pink rag and my chunk of tree bark that tastes delicious!

Think pink (ragtoys, anyway!)

My old brown rag was falling apart, so I pretended to gag on it so I could get a new one. It worked. (That's a tip kids. Write it down. ) They gave me a new pink one with- get this-three knots in it!
Who took this picture? Not flattering.

The Soapy Hound

NOOO!!! They better not be making this a routine. On Saturday I got ANOTHER bath. I tried to escape once but they caught me and put me back in the tub. Am I that dirty? It's just not right. I never see THEM doing this!!

Fresh As a Flower...OH NO!!!!

I took something on Friday.

It was something I didn't want or need.

It was a bath.

Dad (the leader of the pack) picked me up suddenly and put me in this tub full of freezing cold water. I didn't do much, just kind of stood there, because he was rubbing my fur all over and it felt good. Alright, so I was pretty dirty, so it was nice to get the old layers of dirt off.

I didn't like the water being poured over my head though, it got into my eyes.

Then I rolled over and over in the grass to get the nasty smelling soap out of my fur.

Happy Mother's Day
Clue (for our mom): now go from this blog to your dog

Dog Food

The Havemans cruelly stuck sticky, yummy peanut butter on my nose, right above where my tongue could lick it off.
And then they laughed at me as I tried to get it off.
Hey, it smelled pretty good! How could I resist- too bad I could barely reach it.
I look like a nut.
DOES THIS LOOK NATURAL TO YOU??