March 5, 2007

I'm not sure I like this trainer guy. Did you know when he's not there I still have to work? Mom and Dad have homework assignments they have to do with me. Homework. With me. Which means I HAVE TO WORK TOO!

I can't chew on flip flops. I can't chew on the chairs. I can't chew fingers. I have to wait to go through the door. I have to listen to EVERYTHING Mom and Dad says. I mean come on people EVERYTHING!

The only good part is that every time I do something "right" I get loved and hugged and petted on my tummy. So I guess I'll keep doing that. I mean petted on my tummy....what puppy can resist that.

Logan - pet my tummy ALWAYS!