3/4/15 Chunkster

Dear God, this winter NEEDS to be OVER. Mom took a full body photo of me and I am losing my girlish figure! I’m turning into a total chunkster!

chunkster

Just look at that neck! And that belly! We are supposed to “spring ahead” this weekend (I don’t really understand Human Time), but I don’t think the weather knows it. I could use a long walk in the woods to get some of the weight off.

Dr. Craig is going to shake his head and tell me I’m not a “5” at the rate I am going, so it needs to warm up!

It’s been quiet the past few days. I’ve been keeping my eye on the Cat Sanctuary from the window (I have a spot underneath the computer desk) and, for the first day or two, the cats stayed away. However, I spotted one of the black and white ones sashaying out of there today. I barked to alert Mom and she said that made her feel happy.

Mom was really excited because she was looking for sunglasses in Zeus and she opened up one of his compartments that she hadn’t been in for a while, and while she was rooting around, she found some old CDs that Erik made for her. So she’s been listening to some older mashups like Rihanna/Deadmouse, Christina Aguilera/The Riddler, and Nicki Minaj “Va Va Voom”. We had a lot of frisky play to the music, and as a matter of fact, I came barreling down the stairs with a toy in my mouth when I streaked between Mom’s legs, went into a headlong skid, whacked my ribs on the floor, and cracked my tail against the wall. Mom tweaked out, saying, “Oh, girl, are you all right?” but I just got up and kept running because, well, Mom threw the tennis ball.

I think I’d better get my nails clipped so that I have better traction in the house.

Woof! Love, Maggie

6 thoughts on “3/4/15 Chunkster

  1. hitandrun1964

    Maggie, I’m losing my girlish figure as well. I think I look like a ball now:( WE ALL NEED TO GET OUT OF THE HOUSE. Sigh. The Maggie (Vicious Beast) who lives with my daughter doesn’t gain an ounce EVER. She mostly eats the cat’s food, at least when she can get it. But she NEVER EVER gains weight.

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  2. Susan P

    When our Teddy was a wee tad, he could chase balls and bark at people to throw them again to repeat. When his older brother, Wu, got tired of it, he stationed himself in the path of the ball and proceeded to cross his paws so Teddy could not chase the ball anymore. He used to sit and hope wistfully, but When Wu had spoken, it was over.

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