24 February 2012

friday with brody broham

Hey, peeps. Shug has been busy and exhausted this week - so she says. Me? I think she is just too lazy to get out the Nikon and upload real pics of me. But, whatevs.

Sometimes she takes pictures of me when she thinks I'm sleeping. Creepy right?

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But I know her game. So I always sit up and cheese it for the camera.

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Sometimes Shug lays in bed with the laptop or a magazine, and I think to myself, "Even with all those blankets, she is probably cold. After all, she doesn't have a gorgeous, shiny, black coat like me." So, because I'm such a nice guy, I lay my 85 pound self right across her knees. Yep. Don't move for hours. I know she really appreciates it.

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You'd think in return, she wouldn't mind playing with me and my rope. But she gives up so easy. Claims the rope is hurting the skin on her hands. What a wimp.

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Now, don't tell her I said this, but sometimes I think she brings new dogs around to make me jealous. Dogs in silly outfits and hats. I mean, she just sat him right in front of me. I sniffed him out and roughed him up a bit, but he just sat there like a knot on a log, so I figure he isn't a threat.

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Sometimes, we go outside and play ball with this cool ball thrower. But not nearly enough. We only go out about 3 or 4 times a day. Lame. Sometimes I act like I have to pee, and I put the ball in my mouth and sneak it outside.

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I've also got a system worked out where I get leftover containers. Of course, all of the food has already been eaten. I get to lick up all the remnants though. I prefer to take it onto the living room carpet. But - for some reason, Shug insisted I keep this Wendy's Chili container on the dining room floor. Hate that. I can't keep a good grip. I mean, she acts like I have hands. Gyah.

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Hope your weekend's full of delicious treats, naps and ball throwing madness. If you're like me, you'll get more "me" time in since the humans are layin out from "work" on the weekends. I never believe they are working as much as they claim to be anyway, you know? Are you really goin to work in gym clothes at 8:30 pm? I don't think so. But, let them have their fun.

Love, 
Brody Broham



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2 comments:

Mrs. Monologues said...

Oh Brody, I love you and your momma. You can come play tug a rope with my puggle!

Thank you for linking up!!

Mandy said...

Hahaha, this was so cute! He looks like such a big love

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