|Favorite activities include: Eating, being comfortable, playing, puggle snuggling, and eating.|
This is her as a puppy:
|If you aren't overwhelmed by a desire to cuddle, you may not have been granted a soul.|
Almost every day some fresh new hell would be visited upon the floor... or the couch, shoes, cushions, whatever.
|Our apartment was fully equipped with hazmat suits and a scrubbing station.|
Unfortunately, just because she knows to go outside doesn't mean she knows how to be efficient. Which is generally why I'm late for everything...
It begins with sitting by the door and whining.
(I gotta pee, dammit!)
|(I know I made it seem like I have to go right this second, and I do, I swear! But I need to find the perfect spot first...)|
|(Maybe over there would be better?)|
|(Might as well roll around since I'm out here...)|
|(Okay, okay. Time to get serious.)|
|(Wait! What's that over there?)|
|(Omigawd! Is that grass?! |
I FRICKIN LOVE GRASS!)
|(Ah! It's so good!)|
*roll roll wiggle*
|(Huh, you look kinda mad...)|
|(Pffft! Fine, I'll go.... *sigh* always gotta ruin my fun)|
|(Whatever. Leave me alone. I'm just gonna lay here and pout.)|