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I thought I needed a New Bed

Dad was washing the bed cover and the inside looked so fun and yummy so I decided to have some fun.  Dad was not all that happy but Mom snapped a picture and so here I am. I’m hoping for a newer version of this bed – after all, I am the perpetual money pit.

Dad has been sick the last few days and I’m trying so hard to be good and quiet but I just can’t seem to help myself.  Mom says I have a “witching” hours between 6-8 and all my pent-up frustration from the day comes out.  I guess I’m just like humans, right?  They come home from work and eat their frustrations.  I guess that’s why Mom has a job to help them all – I’ve picked up a thing or two since I’ve lived here for almost 6 months.  Time has flown for me but not sure about that for Mom and Dad….

I DON’T Like Change and I’m LOST

I overheard Mom and Dad saying I’m at that adolescent stage where the dog books say I forget everything I learned.

This did not coincide well with things in the house.  Dad is trying to fix some damage to the walls in his bedroom so he moved all of us to the spare bedroom for a few weeks.  I did not like it and reverted to my first days here – I whined, could not settle down to sleep and was generally unhappy.  Mom finally came and laid down with me the first night for a little while and I was able to sleep and Dad did the second night but I still like being in the big bedroom.

I feel like a little lost puppy but I don’t look so puppy like (I’m at least 65 pounds).  My inner puppy needs a little support here.

The Race for Payback is in FULL Force

Mom got up early like she normally does and went to the gym.  I’m not allowed to sleep on their bed – ONLY on my big boy bed.

However, this morning Dad was sleeping very soundly so after Mom left I carefully got on the bed as to not disturb him.  He was smiling thinking Mom had stayed home and was snuggling with him.  You see I was really smart and laid with my back pressed to him.  It seemed like I got to lay there forever and then Dad reached over to put his hand on Mom and realized it was me.  Boy that voice was louder than any alarm clock!  But I did not give up without a proper fight.  I just became dead weight and leaned into him.  I thought I had pinned him down as he was yelling all the time trying to get out from under me.

I nearly claimed gold but at last he won and got me off.  I guess it was good while it lasted.  Maybe that will teach Dad to go the gym with Mom – he’s always complaining he needs to get in better shape anyway.

I’m Finally out of Jail and I Almost got a sister

So the mask came off yesterday but I was a little too excited with my freedom.  I immediately ran in the back yard and decided to eat rocks again.  Dad was not too thrilled and put my mask on for a period of time today which seemed like forever.

Mom had to go to get me some treats at the dog store and saw a little 12 week old black and white kitty who needed adopting and was VERY tempted to bring her home.  Dad thought I might hurt her – WHEW  – that was a close one.  I want the house and my parents ALL to myself since I am the epitome of narcissism.  I want all the attention on me and when I am not getting it I go find something I’m not supposed to, steal it, and run in the back yard.

Mom and Dad are a little sick of this behavior and may step up the “training” as they call it.

I was a little excited about getting a sister – just think about all the “almond roca”  at my disposal from the cat box – maybe I should consider sharing after all….

I’m ALMOST There

I have one more day to freedom.  My scar is healing nicely and I am driving Mom and Dad NUTS with having to lay low and be “contained” by the apparatus. Dad had to put band-aids on the controller mask since I got a little sore from wearing it.

When Dad took off the mask tonight for dinner I was a good boy and ate my little crowns which Mom calls broccoli.

After dinner I decided to bug them as much as possible and pounce on them while they are eating to get more attention.  However, I  get the most attention when I saunter by them and body slam myself to the floor.  Mom says I’ the drama King.  However, while she was writing the blog for me I put my head in her lap since I love it when she rubs my head and ears – that’s the best.  I know when to behave – it’s just whether I choose to do it.

This is What Happens when the Silence of the Lamb Mask Comes off

So I’ve had the contraption on most of the day.  Dad decided he was feeling sorry for me so he took it off.  I was busily chewing on my bone and while Dad was taking time to talk to Mom I snuck to the back of the house and found the bathroom door left open – I was SOOO happy – my favorite fiber was left unattended.  I was let out of jail – and we know that payback’s a …..

So then Dad puts the contraption back on my face so as he was trying to fall asleep I decided to body slam him to the mattress.  As he was screaming for Mom to help she said “see I told you he knows the difference between his bed and our bed.”   She’s smarter than us boys.

Woe is ME!

I am not happy.  I’ve tried to put up with all these contraptions and make everyone feel sorry for me and it is just not working.  I believe I have 5 more days of having this THING on my face.  I’m halfway through it but it’s not helping me in any way.

Dad felt sorry for me while he was making his lunch today so he took it off for a few minutes – I took my chance and pulled his whole sandwich off the table – tuna/avocado and all – so I had to go back to the constraints.  I overheard them talking last night about how much calmer I am with the contraption ON and perhaps they should incorporate it regularly in the house.  Really….could that be happening…is this some sort of nightmare?

When I got up this morning I tried to give Dad some extra LEAN-IN’s but Mom said that was not a good idea since I might get used to being in their bed.  Dad said Perry is smart enough – he knows the difference between his bed and our bed.  Mom said – yes, he knows the difference and there lies the problem so here I am in the corner giving myself a time out.

I am OUT of Control

Mom and Dad are not so happy with me tonight.  I overheard them saying they can’t wait till I get clipped this Tuesday – not sure what that means but hopefully it’s good.

I am very tall now so nothing is out of my reach.  I even got the bananas tonight which were WAY up on the counter – Dad was not so happy since he eats one a day.

Dad was carefully putting in receipts from the trip today and he had a phone call so I decided to take the opportunity to mess up all his work – he was really mad and called Mom.  His patience is wearing so he had Mom deal with me tonight.  I figured I’d better obey so when I stole the TV remote for the 5th time she told me to drop it and I did.  There are WAY too many rules around here.  I should have the run of the house and I’m big enough now to have it – I just have to get Mom and Dad on board.

I’m BACK and I’m HUGE

Mom and Dad were in for a BIG surprise. I’m growing like a weed and am now 58 pounds although I really look bigger than that. I look like an adult but I’m still Puppy Perry and I love to play.

I had a great time at Grandma and Grandpa B’s house and got Victoria to really like me. I did not get that good of report card since Grandma and Grandpa trusted me too much and I was naughty and destroyed a rug or two. I’m not sure I’ll be welcome back too soon. Dad says he’s going to up the training – we’ll see how that one goes.

For now I’m home and resting from the long car trip. Mom keeps looking at me like I’m some sort of Alien – I guess she still can’t believe I’m this big but I am and I’m going to get BIGGER 🙂

Dad got a measurement thingy out and measured me when I was all stretched out – I was 64 inches – so I AM taller than Mom – I don’t think she’s too happy about that….

I’m Having SO much fun

Dad left me at Grandma and Grandpa’s this morning and went home without me – not sure if he was mad or just needs a break.  I’m hoping he just needs a break since I do like living in Santa Monica.

After he left I helped Grandma make the beds – I’m not sure she liked it since I could not help myself and chewed on her blankets.  I then went to the laundry room and found my second FAVORITE thing in the world – a big roll of toilet paper called paper towels.  Boy – I was in heaven!  Grandma was finishing up the bed so I pulled it off the washer and shredded it all over the kitchen and family room.  When Grandma came out of the bedroom, somehow it did not faze her and she just handed me a chew toy and quietly picked up the paper towels.

Now I’m outside helping Grandpa clean off the patio.  My Aunt Vickie seems to be warming up to me and maybe she’ll play with me tomorrow.  I’m here 2 weeks so I have lots of time to get her on my good side….