That drawing was posted on Post Secret a few weeks ago, and I laughed out loud when I read it because I do the exact same thing. Ollie can’t record a message to used tape drives, so maybe he’s saying something to me through winks or tail wags or head tilts. You never know!

There’s another pup in our family that doesn’t get much blog time because she likes to eat contemporary furniture. Her name is Tuffy.

Tuffy has eaten the legs off of every piece of furniture in my sister-in-laws living room, and from what I hear, she’s moved on to the dining room set, the kids toys, and the woodwork. I personally love Tuffy. She’s soft and sweet and takes a lot of abuse from the kids in the house without much of a fight.

Ollie may be crazy, but he’s never eaten a piece of furniture.

Ollie looked so sad when I left for work this morning.

Maintenance left a note on our door yesterday saying that they would be coming in to inspect the Moen faucets, fire extinguishers, and furnace filters, so pets had to be kenneled or gated in a bathroom. Ollie probably has it better than most dogs in our complex, because he’s gated in our master bathroom which is connected to the bedroom. He can lounge on the bed all day and soak up the rays through the patio door off our bedroom.

He still looked so pitiful through the gate as I left for work. He’s used to having his run of the place while we are away, he’s probably wondering what he did wrong!

You don’t need eyeglasses to see that Ollie’s snack cabinet is fully stocked. He was running low, and we may have gone overboard in the pet aisle during our last trip to Costco.

Oh, and that basket in the right hand corner is overflowing with bones, balls, and socks, too.

Ollie is a little shit sometimes.

While I was on the phone campaigning for Huey , he was in the bedroom eating not 1…not 2…but 8 holes in our new comforter. I don’t know whether he was bored or jealous or both,

Luckily, it wasn’t Oscar de la Renta, just a Target bed-in-a-bag that was on sale for $25.