The Aliens

What a sad day today is in America, I did not make it as a finalist in the Dog Show USA contest. I don't know what the judges were thinking, but they're really missing out! Don't they know what they're doing to America?!? The world needs me!

Oh well. There will be more contests in the future.


This afternoon, the men with the scary weed cutting machines were back today. I do not like them very much, they're always hanging around our back patio: MY TERRITORY!

"Get out of here! This is my yard!" I bark. "Leave and don't come back!" Eventually they'll leave, but I can always count on them coming back.

The truth is, I'm a little afraid of them. When they start to walk toward the door, I'll run away into the living room and bark at them from there.


I try to protect Mommy from them, and so I try to be brave. I think they might be aliens trying to use their machines to find the secret to taking over the world.

It seems like they're always hanging out for a really long time. Finally, they leave and my world returns to normal and I can go back to napping. I don't need this kind of stress at this age. I'm almost a full-year-old!

Of course, I will always sleep with one eye open....I'll be waiting for the weed whackers to come back.