On Friday when Momma was getting ready for work I jumped on the stove and knocked down Daddy's best pie plate. It was really old and he was so mad at me. He still gave me treats and stuff, but he told me I better not jump on the stove anymore or I would be living in the garage. On Saturday my Daddy spent a long time making home made doggie cookies for me and Zeus. They were soooooo good! I waited until Momma and Daddy walked away and I jumped right on the table and ate all of them! Daddy didn't say anything about the table. I saw Momma coming and I took off running! Daddy caught me and put me in my crate and made me lie down. He told Momma she couldn't look at me and he put a blanket over the crate. I laid down and went to sleep. When I woke up it was bedtime so I just got to go potty and them right to bed with Rachel. In the night time I snuck out of Rachel's room and pooped on the carpet in front of the TV. Daddy was so mad at me. Momma says I am hitting my teenage phase right now, whatever that means and Daddy needs to be extra patient. I know Matt and Rachel are teenagers too but I think Daddy is using all his patience on them and there is none left for me. Momma went shopping at a special store and found anew pie plate and she was mad because she had to pay so much money for it. I think it's fun being bad. It's hard ot be good because there is nothing to do because it is so cold. I fI go outside for more acouple minutes my paws freeze and I hop around on 3 legs.
My friends Thor and Ivette's Grammie made me into a ganster because I am so bad. Don't I look cool?
Well, I better go see what kind of trouble I can get into next.