Daily routines (and the bed destruction story...)

Well, dear friends, here's the usual in my day-to-day routine:

Me after a walk to the park (there's mud all over me, but notice my proud posture).

Me in my normal retrieving-things-everywere-I-go-just-because.

Me mastering that so well known canine activity: the doggie-yoga.

Me sniffing around.

Me submitted to my hoomans tender insanity.... what on earth is this thing in my head??? They must be kidding me.

Me... well... just being me.

Me at the wrong place, at the wrong time, wondering.

Me begging for food (and being rejected... evil hoomans).

Me in my I-can't-stand-no-more-photos state.

Me acting nicely (just pretending).

Me playing tug-and-war (I won).

Me waiting for the OK-word to eat my favourite dessert: banana nhamy nhamy shlép.

Me and Mr. Ball, both almost falling asleep (eheheh)

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Remember my new bed, that beautiful one that I posted about few days ago?

Here's what I managed to do in this very creative afternoon. I have to say: I'm an artist.

Of course that my hoomans did not understand the perfection of my masterwork. First, they were furious, now I think they're sad... finnaly, I realized that I became bedless again. Geeee... can i still say "it wasn't me!", like dear Addie? Nope. Too late.

I guess I'll have to apologise... (I wonder where will I sleep tonight... glup).