I’d better finish this since today is April 15th, which is the deadline for mailing in my federal tax forms. Let’s see, I need to enter my adjusted gross income on line 38, then subtract line 40 from 38, multiply $3700 by the number on line 6d.
After that, count the toes on my front paws and divide that into line 43 and enter that number on line 44 and multiply it by the spots on my stomach and enter that number on line 55. Then subtract line 62 from 55 and that is what I owe.
Are you kidding!!! I owe that!!! Sixteen bones – I owe 16 bones. What is the IRS thinking! Are they thinking I’m made of bones? Come to think of it I guess I am, sort of.
Well, I‘ll have to go dig them up and send them in today. Maybe next year I can count AJ, the cat, as a dependent. Probably not, since dogs don’t have cats and cats don’t have dogs. I would have a difficult time convincing the IRS on that one.
Whew! I’m finally finished. I think I’ll go downstairs and reward myself with a stiff drink and a chicken chew. Good thing that this income tax process only comes once a year. Good luck on your taxes. See y’all later at the dog park.
My family had to do some maintenance in the attic. So my Grandad opened the attic and pulled down this ladder. He went up the ladder to work in the attic. I thought he could use my help so I decided to follow him.
After all how hard could it be to walk up this ladder thing? Well, not so difficult going up; however, going down was another matter. See us dogs are used to leading off with our front paws and going down the ladder requires us to lead with our back paws. Not so easy.
I did manage to make it back down; however, I think I’ll let him handle the attic work on his own. I’ll just bark up my advice to him from the floor level. After all, what goes up must come down and down I’ll stay.
Honestly, I thought it was a long black worm next to my family member’s leg. So I attacked with an aggressive bite. I bit not just once but twice to make sure it was dead. And dead it was, at least as far as sound emitting from the ear phones. Oops!! My bad!! I was surprised, but not as surprised as the person listening to their favorite tunes. I was only doing what I was bred to do—that is to rid the house of spiders, snakes, and any other kinds of vermin. I guess I’ll just have to put on my sweet and loving pup face and ask for forgiveness. Well, I hope these can be repaired or else this will cost me some real dog money.
I hope everyone is having a great time during this Christmas season. We had a turkey dinner with my cousins and then after dinner we gathered around the Christmas tree.
After spending a short time visiting, we settled down to the important task of opening our gifts. Much to my delight I received three stuffed animals: a squirrel, a hedgehog, and a raccoon. As soon as I opened my gift, I choose the hedgehog to become my wrestling partner. Later I gave the hedgehog a rest and played with the raccoon and squirrel.
Ellie playing with one of her new toys, a hedgehog
My three cousins came to celebrate Christmas with us. Abby is a seven year old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, Peanut is a sixteen year old Dachshund, and Harrison is a fifteen year old Bichon Frisé. I have to be careful playing with my cousins because they are kind of old when it comes to dog years; however, they are still in good health and we had a good time begging for turkey. That turkey was really good!
Abby: Since I’m a princess, I must look cute at all times. Well, at least I try and it helps if you are begging for a taste of that turkey.
Peanut: My Mom put this sweater on me and it’s 80 degrees outside. What was she thinking? Thank God the air conditioner was on. At least I could lay on this cool tile floor.
Harrison: too much partying for the old guy. Time for a nap.
Have a happy, healthy, and safe New Year.
How was your Christmas? Share your Christmas tales and photos with us.
During the busy holiday season, families will be cooking special goodies for their guests or to carry over to someone’s home for a holiday party. Dogs love when families cook for these special occasions. We tend to taste our food by smell and that special dish that you are cooking smells great and you will usually find us at your feet begging for a sample.
However, think twice before you succumb to our hungry puppy faces, the one we put on in order to have you thinking that we are starving, so you will feel guilty for not giving us a taste of your food. This could be a bad move for both you and me: our stomachs were not made to handle certain foods.
If we are fed these foods then we will at the least have stomach distress and you will be busy cleaning up the messes that our digestive systems will produce. The worst case scenario is that it could poison our system and we could end up at the emergency vets.
Keep the holiday season happy for both us and stick to feeding us our regular diet. Also please remind your guests not to feed us and if they feel they must then only give us our regular dog treats.
Here are a few helpful links to inform you what foods (and some non-food items) are poisonous to dogs: