Hello from Puppy Dog - The Dysonmonster

Hello Friends!

Today Mama played with the Dysonmonster.  I hate that damned thing!

Mama plays with it every now and again and I just don't know why.  

I'm always here, available to play Fetch.  Why does Mama need that horrible thing?

That stupid Dysonmonster is boring.  It only plays in the house.  I am versatile.  I play in the yard and in the house.  Sometimes I even bring some of the yard with me when I come into the kitchen!

That stupid Dysonmonster needs everything in the house moved around when it comes out to play.  I don't need things to be moved around.  I can get under them and around them and, if Mama isn't looking, I can even get up on top of them!

That stupid Dysonmonster has a terrible howl that just goes on and on and on.  And the moon isn't even up!  At least I know when howling is appropriate.  It's just good manners, after all!

And - here's the worst thing!  Mama forgets how much she loves me when she plays with the Dysonmonster!  Today she called me a "Walking Furball!"  

I'm going to go and sit down on my cushion and sulk now.  It isn't fair!

Lots of licks and woofs, 

Puppy Dog