HAVE A ZIGGY KIND OF DAY!!!

HAVE A ZIGGY KIND OF DAY!!!
Showing posts with label sink. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sink. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

New Kitchens are EVIL

Hello my friends. I always had a bad feeling about this new kitchen idea from the start. I am sad to say that I was right. My Mommy got a new sink with a new sprayer thingy(the old one was broken) and to celebrate I get a BATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I ask you how is that a way to celebrate. Mommy needs to look that word up in the dictionary. Oh the horror of it all, she kept spraying me and spraying me, I tried to fight, but in the end I am clean. It took me days and weeks to get this good smell on me and its gone, just like that for no reason at all. I think she even held my head under water at one point and I blacked out. Sasha, I did not you take that back!! Oops ok maybe she didn't but she looked like she wanted to. I am defeated and I need a nap.

Beware sink sprayer thingy's my friends.
licks and sniffs, Sasha

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

A bad hair day

I was sound asleep, dreaming I think although I can't remember about what now. I heard someone approaching. Being the great watch dog that I am I could tell it was friendly footsteps and no need for alarm. I continued on trying to get back to my dream, I know it was something good involving food and a new toy. Here we go, a nice stretch and back to dream land.


Hark, the footsteps get closer, maybe I should take a look. Its only Mom, what does she want, are we going outside or maybe I can just humor her for a while running after one of my toys. Why is she picking me up, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Thats a warning Mom I am not in the mood for any grooming today so just forget right now! She is going towards the sink, oh help my friends, rescue me from her grip.


Well Mom wins again, I got my face trimmed and washed and she trimmed my other end, you know the area that we dogs sniff each other. She trimmed and washed that part, how degrading. Well I must now tell you that I did get one good bite in. Ha-ha Mom take that. Oh dear she looks upset now and there is a liquid coming out of the part of her thumb that I bit. She put me down. Now I have that "bad dog feeling". Next time perhaps I will just let her do it. Or not.


I am sorry Mom, I love you but next time just let me sleep. I wash my face every time I take a drink of water, I don't need you to do it!

Now back to that dream, yaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn, ah treats, toys and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ