Dad recently got a new toy, about which he is super stoked. He calls it a portrait lens. I call it a waste of plastic. That same plastic could have been spent on a perfectly good toy for stealing from the brown dog. Said toy could have amounted to hours of taunting and manipulating for me; but noooooooooo, Dad had to go and get a new camera lens.
I’m the obvious front-runner in this year’s games. I’ve been practicing basically non-stop, developing stamina and working on my technique.
So, like I said, I asked Dad to document it. But you know what he did?! He just kept taking pictures of random stuff!
Table leg, Dad?
Dad, this is getting ridiculous!
So, obviously, I went to tell Mom about yet another injustice tarnishing what would otherwise be a perfect life. But of course, Mom wasn’t home. Figures. She probably doesn’t even remember that she has dogs- well, a dog and an AWESOME dog.
I call this one The Inverse Blockade Runner. It is like the other one, but flipped. So, naturally it is way more complicated. I’m thinking this one will really impress the international judging community.
Hey, what is the brown dog doing in this post. He hasn’t been training at all! He’s totally unprepared for the sport of sleeping! Get him outta here!Next time you see me, I’ll be a world famous Doggie Sleeping Olympian. So keep your eyes peeled.