OH BOY.... I'm Dog of the Week!

Dear Dog Diary,

I feel so honored to be picked as Dog of the Week. Just my mommy and daddy loving me and giving me an endless supply of hugs and cookies seems to fill my days... but this really tops it all!

Thank you DOGSTER and Molly GoLightly!!!
Happy New Year....
Samson Swanson

Upset belly days

Wowzers.... I have had the worst belly aches but I am sure glad they're over. I had to sneak around and have accidents on the carpet for a few days. Mommy was away for a few days for work and she thinks I was upset she was gone.

But Mommy and Daddy are sure glad the carpet has been cleaned and I'm back to my normal self.

I have come up with rules for dogs when not feeling so well.

1. Don't refuse a cookie as a sign that you're not feeling well. If you don't take it, the cookies will stop coming. Simply take it, and hide it under your bedding for a treat later on.

2. If you have an accident in the house and Mommy or Daddy ask you if you did it or they say, 'no', simply act like you have no idea what they are talking about. Honestly, one of them could have done it and they are the ones in denial.

3. If you really need to be sick in the house, find the luggage. It might just prolong their next trip.

4. If Mommy thinks you need a dog sweater or a set of paw shoes, simply growl to your complete and total disdain. If she puts them on you, simply pull everything off and be sick on all of the items.

5. If you cannot follow these guidelines, then just give into being sick. And snuggle with your Mommy and Daddy. A belly rub or a brushing never hurt any dog friend I've ever known.

WOOF.

Dreams....

Dear Diary,

I hate it when I am having a great dog dream about running with all of my pup pals without fences or leashes and I wake up to mommy and daddy laughing at me. She says that I'm 'running' while laying in my bed.... and laughs and says how cute it is.

I certainly don't wake her up when she's dreaming of being at the mall shopping for more handbags and shoes. The noises she makes when she gets a new handbag is more embarrassing than my running in my sleep.

I wish they would just let me finish the dream. DARNIT.

Sam.... I am THE HUMAN WONDER DOG

Wow.... a play date!

My friends Iris and Brodie came over for a play date today. Wow.... I ran around the back yard like there was no tomorrow! Brodie and I like to box each other and sniff each other's 'stuff'. But when Brodie started to sniff around my dog bowl, I showed him who's boss around my house!

I should e-mail them to invite them back, but my paws get tired of typing.

woof.... I am one tired WONDER DOG.

What's with the s-p-e-l-l-i-n-g?

When are Mommy and Daddy going to figure out that I can spell? They seem to think that they are being so cryptic.

Last night, she was spelling out the word GO. Oh.... like that takes the brains of Einstein to figure out.

HMMMMM..... They seem to forget that I am Sam the Human Wonder Dog.

Now where is my C-O-O-K-I-E?

woof

I like mud....

I don't understand why Mommy has to wash my paws to let me into the house after playing in the mud. Mud is a very enjoyable part of my day. And I can see where I've stepped on the white carpet. It's fun to see my tracks all over the house.

Oh bother..... just let me be me.... I have to be me.

Sam the Human Wonder Dog..... woof

DOG PARK?!?!?! YIPPEEEEEEEE!!!!

Mommy and Daddy took me on a playdate to a dog park. Boy oh Boy, I ran and ran like there was no tomorrow. That was the most fun I've ever had. How do I let them know that we need to go back every day?

What's the deal with this place called work?

I don't understand why I can't go to work with Mommy and Daddy. And what is work, anyway? It must be fun if they keep going.... but why can't I tag along? Makes me very sad when they leave for what seems to be days and weeks. But Mommy swears it's only hours. I don't believe her. She must be on some strange time keeping zone.

GRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.................................. ....

PRIME RIB!!!!

Boy oh boy, my mommy loves me. I got prime rib for dinner for New Year's Day. How could I make her believe that it is New Year's Day every day?

I am Sam the Human Wonder Dog!!!

I really think that I have graduated to human status. They let me sit on the couch. Sometimes I get food that they are eating. I can go without a leash and stay at Daddy's side. However, it is fun pulling Mommy for a mile or two. She thinks that I need a leash. But I am just good for Daddy. I sleep on their bed with them, even though I have 3 beds throughout the house.

So here is my dilemma, when can I just start driving? I could save a bunch of time and wasted anticipation by taking myself out for a drive. Instead of trying to get Mommy and Daddy's attention all day. It will be quite difficult sticking my head out the window and driving at the same time. I need to absorb all of the smells out there while moving.

And then.... which car do I take? OH.... the agony. The angst. My life is just plain RUFF.