When my human is on the floor, I assume it is because he wants to be closer to me.  I cuddled up with my stuffed moose, just as he obviously wanted me to do.

This air mattress usually scares the crap out of me, but today my human was laying on it, slowly making it smaller.  I decided to help out!  I think I defeated the evil air mattress once and for all!

After some morning exercise, time for a nap with my moose.

This table offers a very comfortable chin rest.  I can often be seen propped up on it, in weird positions.  I think this evening I was examining all of the dusty hairballs that have accumulated on the table.  Supposedly these hairballs are my fault.

This is one of my most flattering pictures.  Obviously I'm dreaming about something good.  My human tells me that I bark and growl in my sleep.  I think I'm probably chasing squirrels.  They're just asking for it with their bushy tails and weird jerky movements.

This is my beloved stuffed animal collection.  It includes triceratops, chicken, and moose.  I like to have at least one of them with me, most of the time.  Before bed, I run around the house and grab one of them to sleep with.  Sometimes when I'm barking at something threatening my house (such as a weird cereal box on the counter), I grab one of the stuffed animals to help me scare it away.  Every time they start to fall apart, my human stitches them back up for me.  It's going to be hard for me to control myself and not try to steal this impending human-baby's stuffed animals as well.

 After a morning at the dog park, I like to enjoy the sights on the ride home.

Then as soon as I get home and my booties are in place, I crash.  I dream of chasing doggies, squirrels, and tennis balls.