FLUBBY . . . and proud of it!

My owner's spouse has come up with a word that he feels describes me . . . Flubby. It's what happens when you're fluffy and chubby. I can't decide if it's a term of endearment or a put down. It's hard to tell with him. After I ate his slippers, I've noticed he's been a little bit on the sarcastic side with me. Anyway, I have decided I will accept myself as I am . .. Flubby . .. and proud of it!

Yawn . . . . Lazy Day

Didn't do much today . . . watched my owner attempt to rid house of virus germs leftover from the weekend. Offered to help but it seems that she doesn't speak corgi. Too bad.

I Should Have Gotten the Day Off ... But No

I had to go with the owner to work on a Saturday . . . not fair. I also had to wear the "therapy dog-in-training" vest that clearly is two sizes too small and held together with a safety pin (someone tried to chew it in half). I did get a couple of chicken nuggets for lunch and a new squeaky toy. I promptly tore out the fluff in protest, knocked over my water and tried to tie my owner up with the leash. I am very talented.

Sick People Keep Me From Having Walkies

Well, it appears as if everyone has contracted some mysterious virus . . . that's what they get for brushing their teeth everyday. It is seriously cutting into my daily routine. No walkies . . . out of boredom I stole the bumblebee puppet and tore off his nose. He was taunting me but no one is believing that story. So if you don't hear from me in a few days it's because I am not feeling loved and I've decided to run away. I'm off to Hollywood to pursue a career in acting.

Update . . . Hole to China Almost Complete

I've been busy . . . that hole to China is almost complete. I wonder if they have sheep in China?

Friday . . . at last

Friday. I've been waiting all week for the weekend. Being a "working dog" isn't all it's cracked up to be. I've constructed a list of things I'll be doing this weekend . . .

BELLA'S weekend to do list

1. Finish digging that hole to China in the back yard.
2. Assist owner with paperwork and billing from business. . . I'm responsible for filing all insurance claims with Blue Cross and I'm waaaaaaaaaaaaay behind.
3. Dance, Dance, Dance.
4. Sleep, Sleep, Sleep.
5. Play with buddy, Flash.
6. Give cat bath and snuggle. . . I really do think the cat does love this . . . .
7. Make my famous lizard-bug casserole. See recipe below:
Take 2 crunchy dried lizards, 5 freshly traumatized bugs (any kind will do) and add 1/2 gallon dog slobber. Roll in mud and leaves for 20 minutes or until owner yells at you to "knock it off" . Carry into house and serve on kitchen floor. Owners really appreciate this small act of kindness.

Dear Flash . . .

Dear Flash,
Please come over for a play date this Sunday. It's lonely here. Cat won't play with me. I've been banned from the puppets since I got caught again yesterday mangling the bumble bee puppet. We could chase each other around the yard and pretend we're wolves. . . . or we could pretend you're the cow and I'm the fierce herding dog trying to round you up. Then we can argue about who's the best dog in the world and snarl over "cookies". What do you think?
Signed,
The lonely little corgi in North Myrtle Beach