Good Woofin, Sukiroos!

I love this time of year; the sun is shining (more than it's not), the days are longer (more outside play time), there are squirrels and rabbits and bumble bees to torment and MoM is growing vegetables in MY yard.

Now I know that a lot of you don't like vegetables, but I sure do. When I was really young (last year), MoM introduced me to one veggie after another. You know how puppies are hungry ALL THE TIME, well I had no problem with this, I got plenty of veggie snacks in between meals.

I didn't start out liking vegetables, this was an acquired taste. I acquired it after seeing my big brother munchin on some. Actually, I was a bit startled the first time I witnessed it. There we were, kickin back in the kitchen, where I stayed almost all of the time, MoM was there, and Bro was doing the usual 'counter surfing'.  All of a sudden I spotted the FOOD signal: HAND to MOUTH!  Yep… MoM had just passed something to the Bro. With that I bolted to my feet, 3 times! Struggling, I finally got all four legs moving in one direction and headed for the HAND. Then it happened… the Bro turned his head towards me and I slammed on the butt breaks, skidding to a stop, dragging a piece of 'potty paper' along with me.  All I saw were FANGS, huge, horrid, slime dripping FANGS! OMG! Is this it! Is this the end of my poor pathetic little puppy life? Will those huge, horrid, slime dripping FANGS be my ultimate demise?

         NO!