Sleeping Weather

It must be good sleeping weather again. Mommy practically has to kick us out of bed in the morning. Jeremy was seen snoozing in the midst of cartoons and Chinese food Sunday night.



Sleep-hance!

The Stare

We are sooooo not allowed to beg. We get in trouble if we look up at Mommy or Daddy while they're eating. Even though we're allowed on the couch, we can't be up there if Mommy or Daddy are eating dinner. Bunny got all of those rules down pat, except for...



The Stare.



It looks powerful, but I'm afraid to try it out.

No Visiting

Once again we had to stay home while Mommy and Daddy tramped around with another dog.



I'm not sure if I would have been scared of her or not, but when they got home I spent 15 minutes intensively sniffing their pants to try to figure that out.

I also smelled kitties. Big kitties.



No, I mean BIG KITTIES. Mommy said they are half Maine Coon, which apparently means Bigfoot in feline.



Maybe I will get to visit Rowen and Sunny and Bear next time...

Greatest Weekend Ever

Since Thursday night it's been play play play! I keep asking Mommy if Bunny can come stay with us all of the time, but I know Auntie Nessa would be sad. Can't Auntie Nessa come stay too? She could sleep in Kitty's old room.



No? Oh well, I will make the best of it.

Bunnyship

So you thought only the cat communicated with the mothership, but it must be catching or something. Bunny came to stay for the weekend and while cuddling with Daddy, she started transmitting.



It looked like fun so I tried it, too.



Nothing happened, though. I asked for a hotdog but I didn't get one. Maybe I'll try it again when Mommy and Daddy aren't around!

Movies

We watched Bolt a few nights ago. I love movies about dogs, but I don't understand why they always show them speaking English. Very few of us actually communicate that way, especially when we're talking to each other. Still, it was pretty good.

Kitty's favorite movie is Hollywood Boulevard.




"I'm ready for my close-up...."

My Place

Clearly I am the cutest in our household. I totally do NOT get this type of behavior:



As you can see in the picture, I know that I should be the one on Daddy's chest, giving him kisses.



Hmmph.