Mama and I have been playing fetch today, she throws my red dog I go get it, she throws it again. A little bit ago mama threw my stuffie and it landed in the extra buddy seat in he living room and I ran around the house looking for it. AND mama sat there laughing at me, NOT FUNNY.
Marcia here Yes I threw the stuffy into the buddy seat(I'd been trying to get it in there all afternoon) and it was too cute to watch the baby dog running all over trying to find it. When she finally did find it she refused to play any more and is keeping red dog far from me.
Boy, oh boy, Danni, I feel your pain!! Hoomans think it's just SO FUNNY when dey do stuff like dat!! :BangHead: 'Speshully to mini-wieners like US!! Jus' cuz we're little don' mean you can be MEAN to US!! :nono:
Hmmmmffff!! You keep StuffyPuppy away fwom Auntie Marcia! She gots to lern to play nice!! :wink3:
Guinness, your Stud Muffin :love3:
My mama does dis to me too. She calls it a game?! :crazyeyes: She will act like she's pwaying fetch and den all of a sudden, my stuffy is missing. Den she sez, "Porky find." She expects me to be happy about dis? :dontknow: Den I spend da day searching for my stuffy. Once I find dem, I take dem to bed so she will leab dem alone. Don't tell her dis...but I actuawwy like dis game, Iz jus' pwetend it makes me mad. :wink:
You iz playin' it perfect, P.P.! :thumb: I say you should start a new goup, "Stuffy Lovers United Together" and all the puppers could work together to keep dere stuffies safe from HOOMANS!! :headbang:
What do you think - "S.L.U.T." - sounds good?? :thinik:
Guinness :thumb:
Uh, Guinness, honey . . . :scratch:
Somethin wrong, Auntie Karen?? :confused:
NO, NO, NO, eberythin, I mean everything is fine, dear. :rolleyes: Are you goin' to be the head of S.L.U.T.? :crazyeyes:
Now Auntie Karen, you know I hate toys an' I NEVER play fetch. :nono: I mean, you throw, I catch and return, and you throw it again. What's in it for me??? :fucyc:
WHAT IS DIS??? :meme: Auntie Karen, what is Guinness up to?
(sigh . . .) Nothing, Merlin, just let him sleep. He's fifteen, you know. :rolleyes:
I dunno, Auntie Karen, dis sounds a little wild. You think his heart can take it? :pray:
MERLIN!! :angry9:
Um, bye! :bolt: