Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Defination of Retirement


Retirement: Something every greyhound looks forward too.

Monday, April 19, 2010

Friday, April 16, 2010

Yeah, Mom.. think.

Its raining. I REFUSE to go outside.

Greyhound Kisses,
Jazzy

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Monday, April 12, 2010

LAHMYWTGOOTCWOYMLWSTYJETR


Laughing

At

How

Much

You

Want

To

Get

Out

Of

This

Car

While

On

Your

Moms

Lap

While

She

Thinks

Your

Just

Enjoying

The

Ride.


Greyhound Kisses,
Jazzy

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Jazz vs. Hose

"Bathtime!" My mom says. "No." I say.

The hose. This means war.

I DONT LIKE WATER. Its for drinking so why spray it all over me?

Mom unraveled the hose and turned it on. The water started coming out and that was my sign to run. Or try too. I jumped around for a minute but mom was to strong. She got my feet wet and started moving up. I started jumping around and trying to run. This happened... maybe.. 5 or 6 times before Mom finally got me soaked.

I stood there for a minute. I wasnt gonna give up, I was gonne get even with Mom. Right when she turned off the water I slipped my leash collar and did my laps around the house. Mom chased me until I got tired. I stood there with her. She was mad and I was all muddy. She took me by the hose again and we battled again.
She got me wet and I would try to jump/run. Again this went on till I was finally all wet again.

Me and Mom stood outside for a few. She then let me outside (feeeew)