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Maggie Mae's Dog Blog

I almost died!

So yesterday I was outside with Daddy. We were doing fun outside type stuff. The I saw the beagle next door. He was on the big leash that's tied to a stake in the ground. He mostly just lays around, with an occasional bark here and there.

I just went over to him to tell him how my Mommy and Daddy say I'm the best dog in the world. And how all other dogs are dumb. Well he said "That's funny cuz my Mommy and Daddy told me that I'M the best dog in the world."

I was simply explaining to him how his mommy and daddy were obviously liars, when he viciously attacked me. I was nearly close to death, I'm sure of it. Luckily my Daddy came along and saved the day.

I think that beagle is jealous!

I growl, therefore I am.

I've been thinking about it, and I've decided that I might just enjoy growling even more than foody. It just feels good.

Maggie vs. the Vacuum

I HATE the vacuum cleaner. My mommy fights with that vacuum cleaner all the time. It jumps out of the closet and she pushes it back and forth all across the house. I watch from the kitchen at first, but then when it finally stops growling I growel back at it. I'm like, "You get back in that closet vacuum cleaner!!! You leave my mommy alone. I'll tear you to shreds." It usually submits to my mommy when I say that and she can wrestle it up with a cord and shove it back in the closet. I'm pretty sure it would hurt her if it wasn't for me. I definitely deserve a bone for that!