Bet you guys really missed me, huh? I’m so cute, how could you not miss me?
Oh, right. I’m Duncan, the pup at arms, just in case you don’t know who I am. And you should know who I am, my mom takes a lot of pictures of me for some reason and puts them on some place called Facebook. Come on Mom, geez, sometimes you really embarrass me (even though I am pretty cute)!
I am almost 10 months old now. Pretty soon I will be a big boy and turn a year old! Mom says I am a teenager. I don’t really know what that is, but maybe that’s why she gets mad at me so much. She even grounded me from the computer, but I sneak on it when she isn’t around. Her blog gets boring sometimes. Who cares about television shows and books? I am way cuter than any television show or book!
But guys, I have to tell you something…
I’m (gulp) not a good dog sometimes. Actually, I’m a bad dog. Like a lot, actually. I think that’s what Mom means when she calls me a teenager or other things I can’t say (I’m only a puppy after all!)
I like to talk. I talk a lot. So what if sometimes I talk when Mom and Dad are watching that black square thing (I think its called a television, maybe?) Really, I am much cuter and have more important things to say than these guys that Mom likes so much!
I make Mom so mad sometimes…she just doesn’t get it that I love everything she touches, especially her garden! Wasn’t it so mean of her to put cages around those plants? I wanted to play with those plants so badly!
And I love to help Mom when she cooks. That’s my favorite thing, actually. Food is so yummy! So what if I put my paws on the counter sometimes…why doesn’t Mom want my help in taste-testing her delicious food? I just want to make sure that everything tastes good for Dad!
And I like to play with things. Isn’t everything a toy? You know, like pieces of poop? And Mom’s blanket? Pieces of poop and Mom’s blanket together were so fun! I decorated the floor with pieces of poop and even threw in pieces of blanket! But Mom didn’t think that was fun…you should have heard some of the words she said…I don’t think they were very nice!
And the floor is a good toy…its so much fun to chew on! I was pretty proud of myself for finding a new toy, actually. But Dad wasn’t proud when I showed him yesterday. In fact, he said I was a BAD DOG. And that made me very sad, because I think I am a pretty GOOD DOG who likes to have lots of fun!
I try so hard sometimes to be a GOOD DOG. Mom knows I try too. In fact, she still lets me be in the kitchen with her when she cooks. And I think she likes me being in the garden with her. Maybe she likes the company. After all, I’m so cute! Its always good to have someone as cute as me around…I make really good company!
Well, I gotta go guys…Mom says I have to get off the computer…can you believe she is going to blog about that weird writer guy AGAIN? Geez, come on Mom, write about cute things (like me!), books are boring! But don’t worry, I am sure I can sneak back on the computer again when Mom isn’t looking…
Duncan, the pup at arms