Saturday, November 06, 2010

We live in a Stalag!

Help! We are under house arrest!

They are building our new doghouse next door and we have been going to inspect the work and snoopervise (thank you, Lorenza, we love that word!). Well, Mom and Aunt Bec said they are tired of having heart attacks every time they can't find us and then see us out by the cows. Can we help it if we are resourceful and can find every low spot under the fence?

Now that we feel like we live in a jail, it is really important for us to escape! The only thing going for this place is the meals ... and the treats ... and the sofa ... and our beds ... and petting ... and the heat (it was freezing outside this morning!).

(Stalag - German prison camp, at least it is German for our fine and distinguished heritage.)


Lacy said...

w00fs, me sorry u puppies iz in jail..hopefully they will git ur new doghouse builded soon..

b safe,

glad to have u back...

Khyra And Sometimes Her Mom said...

I know how THAT feels -

Tethered -
Stringed -

Paws khrossed woo are freed soon!


Lorenza said...

I am so sorry you are not allowed to snoopervise the works!
Maybe we can tell you all how it goes. We have seen the pictures in the other blog!
Hmm... sounds like you are in a good Stalag!
Take care
Kisses and hugs