Paco Takes Over

Dat's rite, I'm in charge today.  I lub my mom but she hasn't been putting me on her blog enuf lately.  Why not?  Who cares about her eyez?  What 'bout mine?  Look.  I no need surgery to look gud:

I so bootiful.

 SO bootiful.

Dat's rite, I look gud.

Wait one minute.  When did my noze get so big??  Is dere noze surgery for dogs?!

Neber mind.  I still bootiful.  Just have a good noze for smelling when mom comes home after she pets odder dogs.  I no mind.  Not dat much.  I lub her too much to stay mad.  Besides, she got me a button so I can order my own dog fud wheneber I want:

She not know it, but I hab five bags coming next week.

I spend most of my days protecting mom from da mailman and da garbage man but she not 'preciate dat.  "Stop barking, stop barking" - dat ALL I hear some dayz.  Geez mom.  I hab one job, just let me do it.

Speaking of mom, she not too gud wif sharing her delicious fud.  She take picture, I sneak lick:

I bet I wud like candalop...cantylope...howeber you spell it, I know I wud enjoy it.

Sometimez I go outside to lay in de sun, but I get no peace:

One minute I be working on my tan...

And de next minute, JAWS is sneaking up on me...GRRRRRR.

HE'S TOUCHING MY FOOT!!!  GRRR GRRRR GRRRRRRR

Dis guy bodder me too:

I don't like to share mom, but dat odder cat always has to lay down wif her too.  GRRRR

Mostly I just like to sleep and keep an eye on mom:

 

I always on watch eben when I look like I might be falling asleep.

OK.  Mom iz going to knit so I have to leave da 'puter and go watch her.  I neber know when she might need my help.  Tanks for reading my post.  Lub, Paco.

 I can neber be too close to mom when she's knitting.  (editor's note:  that's what YOU think, Paco)