Monday, July 20, 2015

Guest Author!

Hello it's me, the dog. Charles M. Barkley Fox III. Charlie for short. The baby has been shirking his duties and not blogging so I get chance to shine. You need to hear from me for a change. I get a bad rap...everybody blames everything on the dog: the odor in the house, nobody getting any sleep, not being able to hold the baby downstairs. First of all, I love the baby. I keep trying to introduce myself formally by licking him and sniffing his butt. That's what we dogs do. Feel free to bring him downstairs! We're brothers, it's fine.

As for those other things, I'm pretty sure the baby is emitting both noises and stenches, so let's pump the brakes. As a result of being blamed for things/the baby being the flavor of the month, I'm left downstairs by myself. I get lonely, so I chew things occasionally. So, yes, I can be blamed for 'ruining' some things out of boredom, but my biggest crime is loving my family so much that I want to hang out with them! I'm the one being abandoned here.

On a positive note, The humans: Aggressive Tennis Ball Thrower and Accordian Woman, have started letting me out my crate (deathcage) at night, so I am free to lounge on the furniture. Feel free to peruse the photos below. Overall, I hope to be friends with the boy and, truth be told, it really is a good, little family I've stumbled into...but don't tell any of them I said that.