Wednesday, March 10, 2010

The day I escaped...


Catch me if you can suuuuuuckaaaa........




Oh crap...oh crap... I have backed myself in to a corner. Act like you know these people. Juuust stopping by for a cup of suugar. What a lovely bike you have....don't make eye contact...

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Merry Christmas from Nugget

Ugh. This is like so f*&king embarrassing.

Monday, March 8, 2010

The Great Escape


Ok, Oscar, the coast is clear. It is time to bust out of this joint. When she comes through the front door, I will run out and start pissing on something to distract her, then you can knock her down with your brute strength while the door is still open, and we are home free.

Friday, March 5, 2010

So. Freakin. Excited.


I am like so f*&king excited to see you today! Where the hell have you been? Look at me, I'm sitting!

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Sharing is caring..and caring is fun?


So my Mom got me this really cool bone that has this beefy stuff in the middle. Now, let me just tell you, it's really good. Like so f*%king good I could just sit here all day and try to get the beefy filling out. BUT- now that I have a little brother I am learning to share, because Mom says that sharing is caring and caring is fun.


It's really not that fun once you try it but I had to share it with him anyways.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

It's not easy being Nugget...


Life just really sucks sometimes. When I was born I was really f*&cking cute, like really cute and they expected big things from me. I was going to be a child dog star like that one dog on the K9 Advantix commercial. You know the dog, "There ain't no bugs on me..there ain't no bugs on me..there may be bugs on some of you mugs but there ain't no bugs on me." Yeah, well f*%k him. I'm not in any commercials. I sit around the house all day waiting for a squirrel to pass by the window. I can't catch a break.

Monday, March 1, 2010

Oh back to school...back to school....


This weekend my mom hired me another dog trainer. This makes dog trainer #3. I just don't think I was cut out for school. Ugh. It was so f&*cking confusing.
My new trainer, Robin, she was ok...I guess. Sit. Stay. It was all just too much. Oh and to top if off I am no longer allowed on the furniture. FML.