Tucker wants more photos of me. Tucker gets more photos of me.
After all, it is MY blog.
The incredible life of me, Roxy Dragon Pebbles, otherwise known as The Devil Dog and my new sister, Juliet, and my new brother, Loopy. I have no idea what I did to deserve that name! Honest! Just because I'm a black dog doesn't mean I'm naughty dog.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Tattle Tale Tuesday
Look at this! It's a cookie jar, exactly like the cookie jar that got broken earlier this year (and mom and dad blamed me!)
Well, when Mr. Karate was cleaning out his stuff, he found it and offered it to Auntie. Who said "I know where that's going!"
If I break this one I am dead meat. Mom better not leave any chairs out as temptation to get on the counter is all I can say.
Well, when Mr. Karate was cleaning out his stuff, he found it and offered it to Auntie. Who said "I know where that's going!"
If I break this one I am dead meat. Mom better not leave any chairs out as temptation to get on the counter is all I can say.
Monday, September 27, 2010
All Hail Memere Monday
Yesterday, Lucky and I got a ride in Lola. (I did not barf in Lola, as previously complained I would.) We went to memere and pepere's house.
Memere made some fabulous baked eggs and dad fed me some of the leftovers while mom glared at him and said DON'T! I'm glad dad didn't listen to mom.
Then it was lap time. Lucky conked out right away, but I had to keep an eye on things.
Because all the men folk (but for pepere who was otherwise occupied) felt it was necessary to hail memere for her greatness. And her baked eggs. That's Mr. Karate, PlusOne and Mom's brother from left to right. In case you couldn't tell. I totally agree with them that memere is great and her baked eggs were DELICIOUS!
Memere made some fabulous baked eggs and dad fed me some of the leftovers while mom glared at him and said DON'T! I'm glad dad didn't listen to mom.
Then it was lap time. Lucky conked out right away, but I had to keep an eye on things.
Because all the men folk (but for pepere who was otherwise occupied) felt it was necessary to hail memere for her greatness. And her baked eggs. That's Mr. Karate, PlusOne and Mom's brother from left to right. In case you couldn't tell. I totally agree with them that memere is great and her baked eggs were DELICIOUS!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
A Ride In Lola!
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
What? Fall Already?
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Wordy Wednesday
That is mom's workout ball. I guess Lucky felt that mom shouldn't be working out. lol. She was actually asleep on it until mom reached for the camera.
I don't think this can beat yesterday's photo but it's still pretty funny. PlusOne asked for his swimming goggles. When mom told that to a coworker the co-worker asked "Why? Is he going deep sea diving?"
I don't think this can beat yesterday's photo but it's still pretty funny. PlusOne asked for his swimming goggles. When mom told that to a coworker the co-worker asked "Why? Is he going deep sea diving?"
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
TattleTale Tuesday
Monday, September 20, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
The Weekend
Friday, September 17, 2010
Mom Is Blah
This is how mom feels. Blah. Maybe it's the cold weather (which is making her knee ache something wicked), maybe she's tired, or maybe it's people telling her that "copy machine, printer, same difference, now you're splitting hairs" or maybe it's the co-worker who started at the end and worked mom to the beginning (causing immense frustration on both sides) when it could so very easily have been solved by said co-worker just looking in the file first.
I am SO glad I am a pug. And a spoiled one at that.
I am SO glad I am a pug. And a spoiled one at that.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Thursday Three
Complaints, that is!
1) Mom has not given me any broccoli in a looooooong time. She hasn't taken photos of the broccoli growing in our back yard either.
2) I hear talk of her "re-engineering" the barricade so I can't get onto the back porch and into the garbage. That's really bad.3) Lucky and I haven't gotten a ride in Lola yet. Mom;s excuse is she wants to keep it clean. Like Lucky and I are dirty? I am so insulted! Just for that when I finally get a ride in Lola, I am going to barf all over the back seat.
1) Mom has not given me any broccoli in a looooooong time. She hasn't taken photos of the broccoli growing in our back yard either.
2) I hear talk of her "re-engineering" the barricade so I can't get onto the back porch and into the garbage. That's really bad.3) Lucky and I haven't gotten a ride in Lola yet. Mom;s excuse is she wants to keep it clean. Like Lucky and I are dirty? I am so insulted! Just for that when I finally get a ride in Lola, I am going to barf all over the back seat.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Tattle Tale Tuesday
I have a new nickname. Want to guess what it is? It's Houdini! Yup, Harry Houdini, the great escape artist. That's because mom wants to know how I got through this barricade to get to the garbage can.
Do you see ant space for me to get through?
Neither did mom, but I got through anyway. The only reason I didn't overturn the garbage can was because mom put a 15 pound weight on it. Phooey. She's just no fun!
Do you see ant space for me to get through?
Neither did mom, but I got through anyway. The only reason I didn't overturn the garbage can was because mom put a 15 pound weight on it. Phooey. She's just no fun!
Monday, September 13, 2010
Married To The Mob
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Sleepy Sunday
The good thing about mom is when she crashes, she CRASHES! Yesterday she read most of the day (after karate and cello). She did clean out the spare bedroom (a certain some one's moving out) but for the most part she rested. Lucky and I were only too happy to sit on her and force her to be still. It's for her own good, you know. Even if she doesn't know it.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Cold
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
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