I Googled my name this morning just to see what would pop up on the internet and I found the above photos on me. I don’t know who or how they were taken of me, but I’m practically naked and showing off my precious jewels. I have this eerie suspicion that it was my mom who did it. I can’t believe her. I thought I was safe, but there she goes exposing me to the world. In second thought, what do I have to be ashamed of? It’s not like I have any short falls or inadequacies that might embarrass me in front of my pals. This is a very relaxing position and I do it quite often. Mom has given this position and some others a slogan. She calls it “Rock Out With Your C$$K Out”. Yep, that’s my mom. In other news, I finally got to go back on a walk last night after the “attempted murder” of me on Sunday night. It felt good and refreshing. There were a lot of other dogs out there that weren’t too fond of me being back on the prowl. On our walk we ran into our friend John, who goes to church with mom and dad. I love old people because they love me. Well, I just heard the shower turn off and that means mom is done and I need to act like I’ve been sleeping like a good boy this entire time. I can’t wait for tonight because LOST is on. My favorite show (my parents don’t have the animal planet network).
Peace Out,
Ruff Ruff
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