Mom and Dad are often called me as “My Joy” and “The Miracle”. I believe they begin to forget my name Buba.
Am I the only one who has this suspicion?
I like that the parents talk to me and explain everything. How else would we understand each other? I too share my experiences with them.
Though sometimes they aren’t doing quite what I’m asking for. They can offer me a drink of water instead of cookies. I just have to repeat myself quietly and emphatically. I guess it’s necessary to get them trained.
Although the explanation is lost in translation, I think they are just cunning. My Mom and Dad understand everything for sure!
P.S. I wait until everyone will walk away. I want to listen to one of my favorite songs Whiskey Bar. Join now!
And yep, Happy Birthday, Jimmy! I love you!
Well, I think everybody understands how I want to jump out of a bed and to rush to outdoors in the morning?
Oh, here it’s a dog’s life…
I like watching water, sometimes I even wade into it up to my waist. Not deeper.
I can’t understand how ducks sit on the water and don’t drown. One day my Dad carried me into a lake and said to me: “Swim!” If I had not threshed my legs with all my might I would have hardly swam to the shore. But ducks behave so calmly, floating on the surface, diving…
No, the water is not for me. I will better go and dig a hole. It’s much more interesting!
People are strange (thanks to J. Morrison!)… They invent different promotions to attract visitors, and at the same time not see their super-profits underfoot! … in our time of financial crisis (not invented himself, my dad says so).
I love cheese, meat – needless, about the biscuits and say nothing. Yes, I would have eaten twice than dad. Or – three … No, exactly – six times!
In general, we’ve been thinking and decided to open a pizzeria for dogs. People also can come in, but cats can’t. They don’t like a pizza (as neighbor’s cat Vasya said, I specifically inquired) and can only to hiss and to tease. Let they stay at home.
I went to listen to “People Are Strange”. It’s the one of my favorite songs.
“Go!”, “Freeze!”, “Stay here/there!”, “Keep smile!”… How can you smile if on the street is 5°C and a cold wind blows?! Well at least I was in a fur coat, but my dad been dressed in a jacket and a shirt. Only one joy – I ate a lot of sushkies (small, crunchy, mildly sweet bread rings). I know how to lure their!
On the shoot is a working moment with our wonderful photographer Olga Pysarenko.
And here is the The photoreport!
Thank god – I don’t own a TV. I may as well take a walk before bed and walk my daddy. Let him vent a little. What would he with out me?! That’s what I thought…
… daddy loves to take pictures of me, to be honest I’m not even sure why. He is constantly trying to make me pose, worrying and stressing out.
That’s what happened today as well: just as we were crossing the road he started again – “hold on, look, stop I am saying”. There are cars coming towards us, but he just has to have it his way.
Of course, being completely honest, when I’m with him I’m not afraid and am quite calm. I guess, he can take those pictures, it’s not that I’m against it. As long as this does not keep me from all the important and urgent stuff I’ve got.