I love playing catch. At the park or at the beach, when you let that Frisbee sail I'm off and running. I've gotten really good at nabbing that Frisbee mid-flight. Air Jordan has nothin' on me, baby! I got mad skills!
When you gotta go, you gotta go! Except in the house, of course. If tidiness is next to Godliness, then you must be a saint by now. You scoop the yard clean and the sidewalk on our walks. I've got the better end of this deal.
Come. Sit. Stay. Down. These are tough classes I'm taking. There are fun courses too like fetch, catch, and shake. Of course, I'll do anything to please you... and get a treat. I think I'll work toward my doctorate in Doggie Obedience.
I wear a tiara because I am royalty. I am pampered with treats and adored as I deserve. I wear a collar sparkling with beautiful jewelry. Of course I do. My throne is your lap. Please scratch my back. Yes. A little lower.
I do not like this uncomfortable collar. You've dressed me in some odd things, but this beats all. I've heard this thing is also called a pet lamp shade or pet radar dish. What do you mean it's for my own good?
Supposedly the woman who inspired the Taj Mahal was the muse for this perfume. It has notes of vanilla, incense and rose. I, too, have a memorable canine odor that has notes of pond scum, decayed leaves and skunk. I see it makes your eyes water.
There's your average, everyday treat, and then there's your gourmet, delicacy, high value treat. I'm talkin' hot dogs, chicken skin, hamburger type treats! Or a really great bone that's worth burying. Like pirate treasure.
This knotted roll of leather can keep me busy chewing and gnawing for hours, and it tastes like cow! Better than a shoe. And you know I love chewing shoes! So, "rollin' rollin' rollin', keep them doggies rollin', rawhide!"
I know your human scent and I have my own wonderful aroma, too. I roll in the grass, dirt and decay to preserve it. But I'm especially fragrant after a swim. Ah, the essence of a wet dog. Don't you wish you could bottle it?
Yes I am. I'm your cuddly, snuggly, furry little baby with a wagging tail and wet kisses. I even love baby toys. Other proud parents may show off photos of their human kids, but you show pictures of me. Your baby with paws.
There's no place like home. Whether it's a basket, a rug by the fireplace, or a little house of my own, I love home. Being in the doghouse is a good thing. Unless you're not there, then I sit by the door and wait for your return.
I am vigilant in protecting my family. That's my job. As the family dog, I am always alert, on guard, watchful for any threat to my territory or loved ones. It's my badge of duty and honor. Then again, sometimes I bark for the fun of it.
I love it when you praise me. Your Happy Voice makes my tail go crazy. But compliments aren't the best part. For every good thing I do that pleases, I get a food treat! Talk about your excellent return on investment.
I think you do. I think you've got treats in your pocket or purse or somewhere on your person. I think you want to share those treats with me. If I stare at you hard enough and long enough, you will surrender. Doggie mind trick.