Do you think Mom sees what I got? Maybe not, do you see? Maybe if you don't see the thing Mom calls a squeaker, in my mouth then she won't. If I just sit her and pretend I don't have anything she won't see...I will be a sneaky dog! For some reason she will not let me chew up those noisy squeakers I find in my toys. Why do they even put those plastic things Mom calls squeakers in my toys anyways? Do they bother anyone else too?
I was also wondering how all you dogs out there get in the blogs for dogs and better yet how can I meet some fellow friends that have blogs? I had this nice girl Emily ask me how I type with my paws, of course I had to confess that my Mom helps out with my blog!
Well, Mom says it is bedtime and we need to go to bed. Why do we dogs have to go to bed when our humans decided it is bedtime for all of us? I guess, I will have to chat later! Goodnight friends! Sami