You Can't Handle This

I am a “terrier” breed or better known as “terror” breed and according to my dad I am his little “terror”. Yesterday was an experience that I may never ever get to experience again. I spent the day with my pirate Aunt (she only has one good eye, so she keeps her bad eye shut) and my crazy grandma at their house. My day included 5 walks, 4 hours of playing outside and 20 minutes napping. I would have loved 1 walk, 4 hours of playing and the rest of the time relaxing and napping. I love napping/sleeping but as long as it’s on a blanket, couch, bed, or carpet. My only choice yesterday was ceramic tile. That just isn’t comfortable and for that reason if I couldn’t nap no one else was going to nap and I let them know that. Honestly, I weigh 17 lbs on a good day. I’m only 18 inches long and 8 inches off the ground. I don’t take up that much room, let me sleep somewhere comfortable.

Well, Dad picked me up after work and I was so tired I thought my legs were going to fall off. I didn’t whine or bark in the car, I just sat there and even fell asleep in the car on the way home. Once I got home I got that comfort feeling that you humans get when you’ve been on vacation for awhile and you can’t wait for your own bed to sleep in. That is how I felt. I slept 2 out of 5 hrs once I got home and still went to bed at 9ish last night. It was a fun, exhausting, life changing experience kind of day.

One last thing to say is that I love being I N D E P E N D E N T.

Check out the chorus to my latest song that drops next week.

Independent
by Lil White

I N D E P E N D E N T Do You Know What That Mean

I N D E P E N D E N T Do You Know What That Mean

They Got Me My Own Crate

They Got Me My Own Ball

Two Jobs Work Hard U A Bad Breed

If U Aint On Sit Down

If U Aint On Sit Down

If U Aint On Sit Down

If U Aint On Sit Down

Peace Out

Ruff Ruff

Photo Session In the Park (2 weekends ago)

Nobody gets the frisbee from me even if I'm taking a water break.

I guess these concrete sewer art sculptures are good for something.

It's all about community.

Dad and I posing inside the "art" work.

Getting a life lesson from Dad as we walk.

I got my summer cut (at least the first one)

My After Shots

(For a before shot, see previous post)

Weekend Update

I spent almost 15 hours outside this weekend helping mom and dad work in the garden, helped them role up the garden hose, picked up dug up roots, dug holes for new and transplanted plants, and just working on my tan. By about 8pm on Saturday and Sunday nights, I have been sound asleep, just exhausted from all of my hard work.

I get groomed today, so I will have to let you know how that goes tomorrow. It's going to be a tough chore for Kelli today because I am pretty dirty from this weekends work outside, plus I lounged under the pine tree and got sap on my belly

Here is a photo of me helping in the garden.

Yep, that's a photo of me with a shovel in my mouth. I don't like to get my paws dirty, so I use a shovel when digging.

Peace Out

Ruff Ruff

All For A 30 Year Old Man

Another Saturday night locked in the slammer and this time it was for a 30 year old man. Come on. A week and a half ago I posted on how we stopped by our human friends house of Mike and Liz up in Ponca Hills. Mike turned 30 last night, which meant once again I wasn't allowed to go to the bar and celebrate. Just because I out shotted my mom and I had to carry her into the house one night, doesn't mean I shouldn't be able to go out again. For this, I am potentially going to file suit against my mom and dad for false imprisonment. As of right now I don't have an attorney but if I would've been able to go to the party I would've been able to party with some of the best attorneys in Omaha like Mike and Liz, Kari, my mom, etc., and did I mention Don Kleine was there. I would've been able to tell him what a great deputy attorney I would be.

I off to wake my parents up from their drunken slumber. Enjoy your day and enjoy the Masters Mike.

Peace Out
Ruff Ruff

I'm on the prowl

Move b**ch, get out the way

Get out the way b**ch, get out the way

Move b**ch, get out the way

Get out the way b**ch, get out the way

By Oscarcris

I think this sums it all up

Dad says we are going to have to walk more.

Does he not remember I have really short legs and get tired really quick?

Peace Out

Ruff Ruff