Friday, November 28, 2014

Hey! I Made Sweets A Shirt! PLUS 200th Post!!!!!

You can't really tell but the shirt has 3 shades of blue organized into equally wide stripes.  I <3 this shirt and as such, have decided NOT to sell it.  I am selling a bunch of other ones (approximately 30, most of which he has not even worn or I made too small).

L:  Sweets?  

SWEETS:  Hmmm?

L:  I think you need grooming.

SWEETS:  The hell?

L:  Don't you think so?

SWEETS:  To reiterate what I said yesterday "hells to the no!".  I like my furs like this.  Keeps me toasty.

L:  I know, but it is so labour intensive to keep it matt-free and I know how you hate being brushed...

SWEETS:  Well, if it means you'll leave me the heck alone for a couple of months...I'm in.

L:  Cool.

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Waggin' So Fast You Can't Even See It

SWEETS:  Nice pic, mom.

L:  Yeah, I know.  It's a little overexposed.  Anyway, where the heck is your tail?

SWEETS:  Well, I was just awaggin' away and the camera never picked it up which is what I suppose you were tryin' to do.

L:  Okay, you got me.  I thought it would show up as a gray/black blur but I guess the overexposed shot missed it.

SWEETS:  Yeah, whatevs.

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Crazed Dog Lady

L:  Am I really a crazed dog lady?

SWEETS:  Hells to the yeah!

L:  What?  No way!

SWEETS:  Hello?  You have a webcam pointed at me for most of the day.  I rest my case.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Seriously? Is No Place Sacred?

L:  Awww!  Your tail is sooo super fluffy.

SWEETS:  Yeah, whatever.

L:  What's up?

SWEETS:  I don't like, like at all, this new grooming regiment you have going on.

L:  What do you mean?

SWEETS:  You groom me every freakin' day.  What's up with that?

L:  I'm just trying to keep you matt-free.

SWEETS:  Whatever.  I don't like it.  I don't like it one little bit.

L:  Sorry.  I'm sure you're more comfortable without any matts, right?

SWEETS:  Yeah.  I guess so.

L:  Well, then.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Monday, November 17, 2014

Everything is MINE, MINE, MINE

This is the "mug" I woke up to.  He jumped up and down on my stomach and took position high atop the couch and just stared at me.

Hmmmm?  Want to go out, perhaps?

He is currently "fluffing" my pillow because, well, everything is his, right?

Friday, November 14, 2014

Getting Comfy

Nope, this photo isn't out of focus.  Well, technically it is, but it's super hard to get a photo like this in focus.  He's jumping around and smooshing his face into the blanket in order to make it a comfy area in which to sleep.  It's rather humourous to watch and he only does this around people he knows very well.  Weird.  But oh-so-cute!

I guess he got it.  He does this every time I fold up the blanket.  It would be annoying if it weren't so cute.  I guess he wasn't happy enough with his handiwork because he only rested here for a couple of minutes and left...for me to fold up the blanket again.