My name is Tevi and MamaPhilippa (as PapaHubster likes to call her, which irritates her to no end!) is letting me a guest blogger for a time. How cool is that!
While I am very dexterous with my front paws, this typing thing will take some time to get the hang of. But I’m a smart dog so that shouldn’t be too much trouble.
Humble too, I see!
Get away from the keyboard MamaPhilippa! It’s my turn! Geesh…these owners don’t know when to back off! As I was saying…guest blogger…
…today for my brief foray into the world of blogging I want to share the joys of an overturned trash can. While this makes MamaPhilippa quite upset (I think this is the third time), she just does not understand the great temptation of the smells that come from within it. I mean, how can I resist the smell of those french fries she had for dinner last night?! Not to mention the organic yogurt? I was hoping for some left over steak or burgers but I couldn’t find any. Sigh.
This afternoon when she came home from taking her friend to the dentist and saw the trash strewn across the kitchen and living room floor, I made fast paws for the corner of the couch. She was not happy with me. She didn’t even fall for my “I’m so sorry” pathetic look and it was my best one yet! She was so upset she put me on my lead in the back yard while she swept up the torn plastic bags and shredded paper. I actually thought it added a little color and pizazz to the kitchen floor, but she didn’t agree with me.
Now the trash can has disappeared!! I don’t know where it went!!
There are some delicious smells coming from behind the cabinet doors under the kitchen sink. Hmmm….I’ll let you know what I find if anything!
Picture of the day:
Me trying to give MamaPhilippa kisses, but she doesn’t want any!