On our walkies, I saw the big browns moving box. The lady was delivering stuffs. I knew if I waited long enoughs I could stare her downs and get a treats. She came back and gave me a yummy treats. That was soo cools. I carried it all the ways home.
Showing posts with label Moving Box. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moving Box. Show all posts
29 October 2010
I stood in fronts of the big brown moving box until the nice lady gave me a treats.
On our walkies, I saw the big browns moving box. The lady was delivering stuffs. I knew if I waited long enoughs I could stare her downs and get a treats. She came back and gave me a yummy treats. That was soo cools. I carried it all the ways home.
26 July 2010
Cools! According to the USPS, I am officiallys a dangerous dog.
I think my barks is worse than my bites. If anyone approaches our fronts door I let my peeps know about it. Earlys warning and all that there stuffs, don't cha knows. The mailspeep must have heard me barking one days when he left a package. It wasn't evens for me! Now he's skardys of "me"? I see him all the times when we are in the fronts and he is in his moving box. Peeps are weirds. Maybe I should barks myself "Danger Dog". :o))
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