yay!

It's a snow day. That means all my family is home with me. Now I can pester them (I mean lovingly encourage) them to feed me. My dad has some kind of crazy idea that he can put me on a diet. I mean, I do have a waddle that is down to my knees, but come on! I had so many of my teeth removed I have to eat more. I know that might not make sense to you, but it does to me!

Now that it's winter my family is not even leaving the skylights open so I can't get my usual roof-climbing in. I mean that's a great workout. So I am stuck with forearm workouts on Sienna's (the best dog in the world) chest. I don't understand why she yells at me sometimes. I bet she is just encouraging me to work harder. If only she could help me find me some fish. I mean the good stuff, not that crap in a bag. Then I could go on an Atkins diet.

Well, back to cleaning my waddle, I mean stomach.

Kisses, Heather