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My Life as a Pork

To Chew or not to Chew

Oh how I love to chew...anything really. I love to chew shoes, hoses, wood, definately anythign plastic and oh how I love my Nylabones...I eat the so called indestructable ones...

The other day I ate some spackle that grandaddy acidentally left out on the porch... just came right on out. I did have some glowing white poo for a couple of days, that was cool, of course Mommy didn't think so but I did.

I seem to be fine though so no trip to the place where they steal my male body parts and stick me with needles, so that was good.

Chewing rulzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

Great Grandma's house

This weekend we went to visit Great Grandma. She lives in Southport, NC (near Wilmington). Lucy and I liked her alot even though she seems a little strange. Our great uncle Trac (Great Grandma's Boston Terrier) is very Hyper. She said he is 4 but he jumps about that far off the ground and I was a little scared of him. Lucy put him in his place though.
Saturday we had fun running around in the yard with mommy and Grandaddy watching us. He rocked me in the swing for a while it was nice.
Then Sunday morning was the best. Lucy ate through Grandma's Lattace fence and I broke into Mommy's baby bag to get at my treats...oooh were those good. I ate the whole bag and Mommy got mad at us. She said we should have been named Houdini and Porky Pig...well my middle name is Pork (after my step grandad Porky who went to the bridge in 1990). Lucy and I slept on the way back and it was fun. I can't wait to travel again, maybe to visit my Aunt Ginger and Uncle Matt soon! Yea!
hey...I could eat right now.