A barrel of pudge

Mommy is upset at me because I got into the garbage twice in les sthan 24 hours. She admits that she was silly the first time and should have made it harder for me to get into it, but she said I should have known better the second time. I am so ROUND now, I waddle when I walk. And, I have been doing my business more often! I wonder why...
Silly mommy forgets that I like to climb and get into things. She forgot that I used to jump up onto grandma's bed, walk across her nightstand and then onto her desk to snuffle around and find that hidden chocolate egg. I can't help it! My nose and stomach tell me to!
It's been a day since I got into the garbage and I am less fat now. But, mommy says that I still need to slim down some more before I am better. She also says that Coco, my brother, has put on a pound or two. Daddy said something about warm weather and hiking. I think I'm happy it's still cold and wet out...

Those fuzzy thing in that cage

What a day I had yesterday! While daddy was working on his computer, I joined him in the computer/animal room. I entertained myself by barking and barking and barking away at those fuzzy things in the cage on the floor. Those fuzzy things squeak and it gets me even more excited! When I got tired of barking at them, I curled up on a blanket on the floor and stared at them. I couldn't help whining, especially when one of them came up to me and sniffed me through the cage. Mommy says they're not really scared of me, but I think they are! The other fuzzy things, the ones that look like weasels, they are not scared of me, I know that, but these round fuzzy things sometimes run and hide when I bark. Makes me so proud of myself. Mommy wants to get me and my adopted brother Coco into doing Earthdog Trials. Sounds interesting, especially if I get to bark at more fuzzy things!