Yesterday, mah Chewie disappeared. I waited in his chair fer him….

I ate all his food…see his plastic bowl that i canno eat out of. I have a stupid small bowl.

Then i found this…..this lil bed dat dono belong to me or mah chewie. Dat big bed is chewie. I slept in da big bed, but its too big. I slept in da small bed, but its too small…where is mah bed?

something strange is going on! Mah Chewie came home and i tink he was on drugs…...he seems okay today.

Have you seen this over at Mah Chewie’s blog:

I’ve finally found a way to torture him without mah mama stopping me. she even pays fer it!

We celebrate all holeeday weekend. We even went to promanade at da promenade! So far, I gots two braids, but mah Chewie took one, sum carrot treats I dunno like, sum ruffles and dis blue suit. I tink I look quite smart in mah birfday suit.

This is mah Chewie bein jellus of mah new suit!

Dis is a birfday flower dey plant fer me in da nature!!!

I hope I gits a partee soon!

Mah Chewie already let you know we wint camping! In a tent! I liked being outside da tent most!

Come out and play Chewie!

Mah Chewie only wants to lay on da blanket.

Wait, da blanket is comfy!

But running around wit mah mama is more fun den being in da tent.

And so is exploring da woods

Even mah Chewie came out to play!

At nite we had a campfire and sat in da dark! It was scary!

Mah Mama and Chewie didno want to come to bed! I was tired from mah long day of hiking.

Win it was time ta go, CHewie still didno want to git out of da tent! He’s crazy!

I knew dat the faster we pack up, the sooner i git ta lay on mah MaMa

In honor of Fat Tuesday, I post da fattest ting in ma house!!!!

Yup Mah Chewie is a fat puggers!

Here is not fat me wit mah Chewie

Chewie sez he’ll make me a hurricane fer Mardi Gras. mmmmmm. good! Happy Mardi Gras! You giving anythig up fer lint?

I luv mah pug Chewie. See how close we are!

Mah chewie’s bifday is today. MaMa trew him a reel big partee! He gots all kinds of stuff and all I got was dis one plate of food.

You’ll have to reed his blog see more.

Sometimes mah MaMa goes in da bedroom wit da door close. We wait fer her even if the Ricky is in da room wit us.

Can you tell which one is me?

I’m da one in da back. MaMa sez I look fat, but I tink Ima cute lil puppy! I do like to lick the Ricky’s feet tho. Sometimes, he git kinda grumpy win I do it and he opens da door to MaMa.

My Chewie’s barkday is tomorrow. He’s turnin’ 11 years old. I told you hes soo old! Ima gonna let him play wit mah Monkee fer his day!