The grass is ALWAYS greener

Yesterday we went blackberry picking. Mom and Dad said all the best berries were on the highest branches, where they couldn't reach. Those berries looked the same as all the others to me. Why would anyone want to get stuck with all those nasty thorns, just to get a ruddy berry anyway?
When we got home, Mom said we were so good that we could chew on bones for a while (good thing she didn't see me eat that mystery goo while they were picking). She SAID the bone she gave me was the best but as I watched my brother and sister chaw away on their bones, I could tell they'd been given far superior stock, while my good-for-nothing bone was practically miniscule. Man, why do I always get the short end of the stick (err...bone)!?!

They work me like a dog around here....

Get this-I've only got FOUR beds here at work. And I think this ratty toy box has a dozen toys at best. And whenever Mom takes me out to empty the recycling, she NEVER lets me eat any of the stinky things I find along the way.

People are CONSTANTLY wanting to pet and oogle me and after we've been here for a few hours and I'm ready to go home and play, Mom makes me STAY! And sometimes even SIT!

Whoa is me. They work me like a dog around here. Time to take a nap.

Shameful

While on our walk by the lake Mom caught me sniffing the butt of a bronze Cocker Spaniel statue. She said it was "shameful." I say HEY-IT'S WORTH A TRY!

Is it hot in here, or is it just ME?

You could fry sausages on my tummy (mmm...that sounds kinda good). You could melt cheese on my tounge (also, not a bad idea). You could grill burgers on my back (is anyone else getting hungry?). THAT'S how hot I am right now! Will somebody call the big guy upstairs and tell him to kick on the AC!

Lumpy, Bumpy, Miserable me

Yeah, I'm a little sun bear. I like to lay out, prop myself up and soak up the rays. But come on guys, this is ridculous! It's serious pant-time here with these near-90-degree temps! I can't step out to piddle on my favorite bush without panting like a bulldog in heat! And now because of this surface-of-the-sun temperature, I'm covered in funky little lumps. I can't even go outside without a diguise, for fear one of my fans might see me!!

Closing Time

As my work day draws to an end I find myself asking, what did I accomplish today? Sure, I brightened people's days with my effervescent personality and adorable mug. But is that enough? HECK YEAH it is! I'm ready to head home, flip on some 'Dog Whisperer' and hit the kibble HARD!

Is it rawhide or is it Tully?

It's tough and gruff but with a bit of effort, it becomes pretty soft.

It's kinda smelly and even smellier when it's wet.

You wouldn't want to swallow it or you might urp it up.

It's sometimes sticky and covered in hair.

Is it rawhide or is it Tully?

You be the judge!