Merry Christmas??

Well, Mom says it's Christmas...time to get our pictures taken in these stupid hats again! All I wanted to do was get my chops on that Beanie Bear, but Mom rescued him before I could do any major damage. Presley went limp and was afraid to move, so he just layed there like he was in a coma or something. She looked everywhere for those silly reindeer antlers from last year, but she couldn't find them. Boy, was I glad!

We Smell a Rat!

Me and Presley have been stalking this field mouse for weeks. I even killed one of his brothers a few months ago. Anyway, when Mom came home last night and let us out, I ran straight to this birdhouse. I knew he was in there. Mom heard all the commotion and came out to see what was going on. I was howling and barking like a coon hound, man! I had him treed! She picked up the birdhouse and while she was looking inside, a huge mouse jumped out. She nearly fainted! Well, the mouse ran off into the herb garden with Presley and me hot on his tail. Darn it, he got away. Boy, I wish I could have nailed him!

Mom put the birdhouse on the ground because I kept trying to get to it. We just wanted to stick our noses in there and smell the sweet smell of rodent.....Ah, someday I'm gonna get you, little mouse!

Doggie Donuts

That's what mom calls us when we get all curled up. Presley is a gingerbread donut and I'm multi grain. Mom is so silly!