Play Time!

I have been ignored for too long!  Mom just sits at that screen for hours.  I think she needs to get up and move.  I know!  I will turn into ...   

THE TERRIBLE TERMITE TERROR

Dining Room

Hallway

I didn't do this.

Living Room

When Mom got up to clean up the piles, I begged for play time.  I put on the cute face.  Sawyer did, too. She got out my favorite toy.  The S-Q-U-I-R-R-E-L. (It has to be spelled because if the word gets spoken, I must bark!)

Disgusting gummed up thing.

Sawyer loves the squirrel, too

 I let Sawyer chase me for the squirrel for a little bit, then I let him have a turn.

But now, I want it back.

Please, please bring it back.  PLEASE!

Little Feller's All Tuckered Out

Hi, Dad!

There are fun things out there.

I'm feeling a little sleepy.

Could you turn out the lights, please?

All your squirming keeps waking me up.

Shhhh!  Baby's sleeping. 

It's afternoon and therefore Nap Time.  My buddy, Sawyer, thinks he is a cat.  He PURRS! 

I think we may have tuckered him out. Our regular walk is about 3 miles long.  When we got back, Mom threw a ball and my favorite toy squirrel for him.