Escape Artist Employment!

T.B. is an escape artist and I'm onto her little tricks!  For weeks now, I've been watching her.  She tries to act all sneaky and innocent, but I just KNOW she's up to something more sneaky and ninja-like!  I know because I can sense it with my super high powered Abbie sens-o-meter!

She got my little perch taken away because she likes to sit up on it and then jump over the couch.  Now, we just have a little round thing with a hose thingy holding the gate up and I'm very disappointed that I cannot jump over the edge and climb out when I want to.  T.B. on the other hand, just climbs out and then goes to Mommy and Daddy's room - where we aren't allowed anymore!

Yesterday though, Mommy slept ALLLLLLLLLLLLLL day and I got to stay in there a little bit.  There's all this new furniture in there and something on the wall that says "Silas."  I'm not sure what that means, but it looks like a throne that Mommy and Daddy are building for me.  Perhaps Silas is my regal name?

Mommy showed me a picture of Miran-duh-duh's dog and Aunt Stacey's new dog and I'm very disappointed that all of these people aren't picking me up for pet visits.  I need DESPERATELY to receive my weekly income of treats and I am more than annoyed that I have not yet received them.  I'm very willing to revoke island status if people don't start coughing up some treats!

For your reference, I like beef...and chicken...and lamb....and sweets....and bacon...and beef....and chicken....and marrow bones....and puperroni....and beef.....and chicken....

Changes in the house...

Last night, my Mommy must have realized I needed time to myself with her because she took me on a car ride to take Mimaw home.  I have been so stressed out with all the changes and Mommy has been stressed out too...so together, we needed some cuddle time to be able to form mommy/daughter lovies.

My mommy let me ride in the front seat and hang my head out the window and I was SO happy!  I had the wind in my beautiful hair and I was just so PLEASED to be spending time with Mommy.  After all, I AM her favorite!

This other Abby2 dog, (Mommy and Daddy call her T.B. - short for Too Bony, I think...) is slowly creeping into my spot though.  I am not fond of her and she eats my treats a lot.  She's very snippy, too.

I was trying to help her eat her treat the other day and she snapped at me and then she acted like I had done something wrong.  I was completely appalled, because DUH...I was here first and I DESERVE treats.  I like to help keep the floors clean, too...so I think it was only appropriate that I help her clean up what she wasn't eating.  She's a spoiled brat though...

Daddy got a picture of her the other day when she was cuddled up on Mommy's tummy.  P.S.  I'm not sure why Mommy is getting so fat, but something in her tummy is moving around and it's freaking me out a little bit.

Well, whatever is going on there though...Mommy needs to be checked out.  All of us girls in the house are fixed and we don't have weird things in our tummy moving...so I think Mommy has a giant parasite.  I used to have worms, too...so I can tell her that the little doggy bones you get for medicine aren't that bad tasting.  Maybe Mommy should try to take one of those...

Ironically though, she and Daddy seem to like the movement.  They got a bed and some other stuff in Mommy's "off limits room" (she calls it her office) just for this little parasite.  I don't understand why anyone would want to keep a parasite though.  When I have to go to the vets office, Mommy makes me take medicine to make sure I don't have those.  I think Mommy just knows that the medicine tastes like doggy treats and she doesn't want to steal them from me...

Anyway, that's it for today.  I'll write more when I can snag the laptop again.

Paws and Licks....

Abbie - ONE!