A few days ago, Katie recorded a new song. We went to the studio. I’m familiar with the studio even though I hadn’t been to this particular one before. I knew my spot would be a couch in the control room. This where I can stay and people can pet me with they have nothing else to do. It’s actually really boring. Here are some photos of that.
Recently, Katie made me sit with her in front of the “CAMERA” which has an annoying flashy thingy. Soon after we started, I made sure I looked as sad as dogly possibly.
So then she gave me treats and got my frog out and then we did fun stuff. I have no idea why we do these things. I can only assume its because I’m a massive celebrity.
On any particular walk on any particular day, I am going to pee a lot. I don’t know what drives me to do it. I just know I must do it.
If theres another pee smell, I have to pee. If we’ve walked twenty feet, I have to pee. If I see another dog walk by, I have to pee. If it looks like we might head home and the walk is over, I have to pee. Above are photos from one of my walks recently.
I have always been slightly jealous of all the merchandise Katie has with her name on it. Everyone knows I’m the real talent but the she’s always stealing the spotlight.
Well, my day has come. I am so excited about the new “Cheeto” merchandise…. I’m only sad that none of it is in my size. Shop on Katie’s online store!
Katie is always “WORKING” on things. I don’t really know what that means because I’m a dog. But this is the spot she normally sits when she is “WORKING”.
I have gotten in a lot of trouble before for pooping and peeing here. I really try to remember not to now.
Everything is itchy. All the time. Sometimes in the night I get itchy in the middle of the night. I like to get on the bed to scratch and shake just so that I’m not alone in my misery. Normally someone wakes up to be a part of my pain.. which leads to a pill being shoved down my throat… which leads to being consoled with treat and being told I’m a good boy. So allergies are maybe ok.
Sometimes when I want to play and no one wants to play with me, I play with the ball. Alone. It’s easy to roll it for myself and run after it. Additionally Katie and Homer often stop what they are doing to “ooo” and “aww” at me. I’m pretty impressive.