january pics

louie wants up on the picnic table...

Rocky entertains himself with a rubber bone. that chuck-it has seen better days...

brrr its cold today....

there's always one who likes the pool and one who prefers the mud....

it's moi....

Dear Diary... It's me, Lola! 8.4.08

Dear Diary,

Ok. So there are these furry things that scurry around my backyard and perch on the fence taunting me. My human calls them “squirrels”. I call them: assholes. I can’t stand their beady little eyes and bushy little tails. And they sit there just staring at me. I’m like, “WTF man?!” So I sit perfectly still waiting for one of the little buggers to make his move, then I POUNCE!

My human freaked out & yelled at me to “chill the F*?k out!” I don’t know what this means exactly, but whenever she starts making noises with her deep, loud voice I know that means she doesn’t like what I’m doing. So I went back on the porch to chillax, but how can anyone chillax when those things are out there… in the trees and bushes and stuff? They’re like furry little ninjas or something. It’s freakin’ weird when you think about it.

Lola