Hello from Puppy Dog - Smelly Welly

Hello Friends!

Last night Mama came up to my bed to say goodnight to me, and I happened  to have just cut the cheese/beeped my horn/floated an air biscuit/hummed a rroid/puffed the magic dragon/blown my trouser trumpet.  

Now she's been calling me "Smelly Welly" all day!

It's NOT FAIR!

It's not my fault I farted!  I didn't do it on purpose!  It just happens! 

And it's not my fault she came over at that moment!  I didn't ask her to come and say goodnight!

And at least my farts aren't noisy like Mama and Dada's are!

Sometimes I jump up from my bed because I think there's a stranger in the house with a trumpet, or a kitten mewing, or some crazy 1st Amendmenter shooting off a few rounds!

Then Mama or Dada - whoever is the culprits - start to giggle at me!

I don't think it's very funny!

And if they think their farts are funny, how come mine aren't?  Huh?  Huh?

IT'S NOT FAIR!

Lots of licks and woofs,

 

Puppy Dog