The other night mommy was eating this green stuff. I kept going over to sniff the bowl and mommy kept yelling at me "NO MAX" this is mommies dinner. I could not stop wanting what was in that bowl. So finally after I drove her nuts for 10 minutes, she finally gave me a piece of that yummy stuff in the bowl. Mommy was smiling and laughing because she could not believe I liked the green stuff and I wanted more. She kept giving me pieces and I would gobble them down so quickly. I love that green stuff! By the way I think mommy called it salad, whatever that means.
HER RULE 1. I rule around this place because I am bigger.
MY RULE 1. I rule around this place because I am cuter.
HER RULE 2. I can have all the toys because I am bigger.
MY RULE 2. I can have all the toys because I am cuter.
HER RULE 3. I can chew on whatever I want because I am bigger.
MY RULE 3. I can chew on whatever I want because I am cuter.
HER RULE 4. I eat whenever I want because I am bigger.
MY RULE 4. I eat whenever I want because I am cuter.
HER RULE 5. I own the couch because I am bigger.
MY RULE 5. I own the couch because I am cuter.
HER RULE 6. I can burp and do stinkers whenever I want because I am bigger.
MY RULE 6. I don't burp or do stinkers because I am cuter.
HER RULE 7. I am Daddy's favorite because I am bigger.
MY RULE 7. I am Mommy's favorite because I am cuter.
HER RULE 8. I have Mommy wrapped around my paw because I am bigger.
MY RULE 8. I will let Daisy think she has Mommy wrapped around her paw because I am cuter.
HER RULE 9. I have the put on my custest face act down packed because I am bigger.
MY RULE 9. Her cutest face act doesn't work next to my long eared brown eyed look.
The world according to Daisy has alot of flaws because I am alot smarter that anyone thinks I am, except for Mommy. Mommy knows I am really smart, it's just that I do things when I want and not any time sooner. So if any of you puppies or dogs are going by Daisy's rules don't bother the cute factor is better.
It's my birthday, yippee! Whatever that means. Mommy keeps fussing at me, she is getting on my nerves. She is all up in my face showering me with hugs and kisses. Ewwww! Big boys don't want hugs and kisses. Mommy just doesn't get the hint. If she wants to give someone kisses she can go bother Daisy. Maybe this birthday thing is all right, she did give me a special dinner tonight. It was so good going down. Some pork and gravy added to my boring dry food. I would love to eat just that juicy stuff but mommy mixes it very good, so I don't have a choice but to eat them both.
I keep thinking about what I want to chew on tonight, because I will get away with it because of the birthday thing. My first choice would be those red fuzzy things mommy wears on her feet (slippers), or daddy's video game controller for his Xbox. I will probaly go for the slippers because mommy is the softie around here. Daddy doesn't let me get away with much, but maybe if I give him my cutest long eared, brown eyed look I can get away with something.
I don't think Daisy understands the birthday thing either because she is her same pain in the butt self. She never lets me chew on her legs or jump on her back. Every time I try to play with her she just stands up and walks away. I know I can be rough sometimes, mommy says I'm like a bull in a china shop. I just want to play but Daisy doesn't want to. Oh well, I guess I will go and find something to do. Arooooo!