Da banana ice cream was fer a zoom room meetup! I ate like 8 million ice cream bones. Mah mama didno even bring any home. Obiwan, Yoda and Charlie ate dem all i tink.

At da zoom room, we wrassle.



Excep mah Chewie who stands in da corner. Dat’s mah new girl Gomez in da pink and red.

den we git too tired and we sleep!

For mah 6 month birthday, MaMa gots me dis giant red monkee (and a dingo). I love mah monkee. Den Chewie discovered it and he sez he can chew on it cuz i steel his monkees and I ate his dingo. I dunno wat hes talkin aboot. I meen dis is mah monkee!!!!!

Give me mah monkee!

Oh and I dunno wat dat dang lizard is doin on mah blog. I’ll make sure dat don happen agin! I ask MaMa to erase it butt she say no.

Dis is mah house 8 a.m.

Dis is mah house at 5 p.m.

Dat blew ting is mah porta-potty. I drag it aroun and wee on it win I wanna. MaMa sed its not for me to wee on, but I need a porta-potty. Its sooo handy!

Today, Chewie took me to a PUg Meet. I ain’t never beenn to a dog park, but MaMa sed I wuz old enuff now. Firs, we ein in da car fer a long time. Longer den win we visit god fer frys. I sat on MaMa’s lap. Den we gots to dis big jail filled wit dogs. I dun wanna go at first, but MaMa made me.

There were lotsa odtter pugs and a boston terror name Clover. Chewie and CLover wen to da big boy park, but I dun care cuz I gits all da attention on my side. I met a lil poofy dog dat I like alot. I tink her name was anna. She had a big foxy tale.


After da dog park, we win in da car and win home. I wuz so tired I sleep all day, but I saved enuff nergy to eat Chewie’s face, but dis time he fight back. SO i stol his monkee. He gots mad at me tho and try to take it back. I pull and pull and he pull and pull. It so funny makin him pull! I like pull monkee! Well, Chewie sez its time fer him to blog, so I’m gonna go meet more DWB frenz. I luv all mah new frenz!!

Ima goin crazeeee. Mah MaMa sez I gots ta calm down, so Ima writin a blog. Rilly, i jus wanna no if you wanna come play. Chewie is gettin tired. Now he won let me jump on da couch. He push me down everytime. If i do git up, he bite mah leg and push me down agin. It’s no fun ta play win I canno git ta him!!!

I tink if all mah frenz came over, we could make Chewie let us up. Den we can bite his face! I like ta bite Chewie’s face. Win he ain’t lookin, Ima gonna jump on da couch and bite his face. MaMa tinks this bloggin makes me less crazee, but she da crazee one. Ok, Chewie is not payin ny tention so Ima gonna go git his face an den his ears. shhhhh, don tell no one/ *schnurf*