The re-arrangement of the weiner dog's face.

Hey, all you pups and kitties! (Oh, and hoomans too!) It's me, Patches. Those of you who know me well, just HAD to know that it wouldn't be long before I rearranged my weiner doggie's face! Yep, a few days ago, my mom caught me eating something when no food or treats had been given to me. Uh oh! I was caught de-eyeing my brand new weiner doggie! For a while, my mom was afraid I had actually swallowed the ginormous plastic eye, but then she saw me prancing around her bed like I had won the lottery! That always means I have something I SHOULDN'T! This time, it was the very large eye! I, accidentally, dropped it on the floor and Mom snatched it before I could get it. Foiled again! At least, my mom could rest a little easier knowing that I wouldn't be needing emergency surgery to de-eye my insides! And she wouldn't have to dig deep into her wallet to pay the v-e-t bill!


Having discovered said "eye", our mom let me go about playing with my weiner doggie! Mom took a picture of the destuffing to send to Airedale Armeggedon on Facebook and look who showed up! The guilty pawty! Yeah, it's me...Princess Patches! Unfortunately, as soon as Mom took the pictures, she cleaned up the stuffing, so I will have to start all over again! I was having sooooo much fun pulling the stuffing out of his eye-hole! Now, my weiner doggie is 1/2 blind so soon, he will match my blind froggie. Yeah, the froggie is still here! Woohoo! My mom just can't bring herself to send him to the big trash can in the sky because he was the first stuffie that I really fell in love with. Oh, Mom says that trash can is actually outside of our garage...not in the sky! Anyhoo, the leggies are almost detached from my froggie and as soon as one of them comes off, my mom says it's "adios" Mr. froggie, even if he IS my favorite toy!

Well, everydoggie and everykitty, that's it for today. I have to go lay on an aire-conditioning vent and soak up all the cool aire! It's 96 degrees, here, today and the humidity is about 1000 percent! We would KILL for some thunderstorms...or at least a little rain! (Our mom had a lot of nerve writing that part about the thunderstorms...I did NOT bark that to her!)

Aire-hugs,
Patches (and Penny too)