Why is there a baby gate on the door? I do not need a baby gate! It hampers my ability to get to the kitchen! Her office has lots of windows and a rug. My human does payroll. I would work for peanuts, but I'd much rather get paid in rolls! I didn't get any rolls. Here's another picture of me in the office.
Do you see any rolls there? Me neither. Sigh. Someone came and fed me a piece of string cheese. Mmmmmmmm!!!!! String cheese!! More, please! I didn't get any more. I met Rosie, but she didn't feed me anything. Why not? Here's a picture of me in the office later on.
Being an office dog is hard work. I'm over it. Can we go home now?When we went to work it was warm outside. When we left, it was hot. Huh? This isn't Chicago - it's Costa Rica! Here's a picture of me from this weekend.
I'm panting and there are flowers blooming behind me - who stole Chicago and replaced it with Costa Rica? And how so I steal Costa Rica and replace it with Norway? Or Siberia? Really, any frozen tundra will do. Here's a picture of me from just the other day.
I'm with my friend, Lucky. See what's on the ground? SNOW!! And here's another picture of me in the park on the same day.
See what I'm lying in? SNOW!!! If I'd known that we were moving to Costa Rica, I would have stayed outside all day in the snow. Hmph!This weekend I went to the beach. At least the water is still cold. Here's a picture of me in the water.
Ahhhhhhh! So cool! I didn't want to get out. Here's a picture of me on the dog beach with some orange dog.
Do I look like I want to play with you? No. I don't. Here's a picture of the orange dog going to the other end of the beach like I told him to.
Good dog. Here's a picture of me lying on the beach near my humans.
I'm making sure none of the other dogs come to our end of the beach. Guarding the beach is hard work. But I got corned beef leftovers when we got home, so it was worth it! Mmmmmmmmm!!!! Corned beef!!! More, please! I didn't get any more.
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