Jun. 14th, 2009

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Yesterday, I et a packet of peppermint tea bags.  I got them from the dining table.  I nearly et some organic dutch cocoa, but it wouldn't come out of the jar.  I also et the plushie representing our emergency food supply.  My human was not happy.  She says this does not bode well for her survival in the zombie apocalypse.  She says if I will not at least ration our emergency food supply it does not bode well for my survival, either.

My human bought me a new plushie yesterday.  It was turtle shaped and floofy and colourful and it squeeked and I killed it.  Now I have a deflated turtle-plushie carcass and the lounge room carpet is covered in turtle-plushie viscera.  The squeekers still work, though.  That is on my list for today.  Kill the squeeekers.  Kill them dead.  It may also be on my human's list.

So far today I have baleeted my human's livejournal bookmark.  She still can not work out how I did it.  I think she underestimates my knowledge of Firefox keyboard shortcuts.  I have further plans, but they will wait until I have dealt with this donut shaped rawhide thingy my human has just given me.  I must gnaw it into submission before any further plans can be put into action.

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Being a dog has its disadvantages. For instance, I have neither prehensile fingers nor opposeable thumbs. Because of this, this journal is ghost written by a human. She is my human, you can not have her.

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