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WEENIE DOG WEENSDAY
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Today we are celebrating doxie couch potatoes, where they reign supreme, don’t you agree? And the more blankies, the more they burrow—they should even get trophies for their skills as “undercover agents”!
Is your doxie a couch potato, too? Happy WEENSday, FURiends!
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First doxie: “Is this heaven??”
Second doxie: “It’s gotta be— look at all this yummy human food they won’t let us have!”
Third doxie: “If I’m dreaming, do NOT wake me up!”
Doxies do love our food, and will go to great lengths to get it. That’s why they’re often called “chow hounds extraordinaire.”
Happy Tuesday, FURiends ♥️
That’s pretty much the truth, isn’t it?
They enter our lives as sweet little defenseless babies, and before we know it, they’re sitting in our chairs smoking cigars and barking orders to any human who lives there!
They make demands. They want our food. They want all the blankets in the house—and they don’t give them back!
Then, they give us the side eye at the slightest provocation: and we know we’d better toe the line, don’t we? Doxies are master manipulators, and we always fall for their wiles. ALWAYS!
And after all this evidence I’ve laid out, we dunces, known affectionately as pawrents . . . love these little tyrants, anyway! Because we can’t help it—they’re so cute.
HAPOY MONDAY, FURiends ♥️
