Windy Day

It is a really windy day today. The Woman keeps fretting over her tomato plants that are in the garden. She is worried that the wind is going to kill them. Stupid wind! I like to bark when the wind blows really hard, because heavy gusts really make a lot of noise, and no one may make more noise than me, especially the wind! Hear my bark and cower, stupid wind! Woof-woof! You will suffer the wrath of the Pug! The couch recently suffered the wrath of the Pug when the Woman locked me out of the bathroom while she was doing her "business." First of all, the bathroom is MY room, since I do get "put" in there when the People leave the house, so I will go in there whenever I want. And secondly, I always go in there with the Woman while she is doing her business! She has no right to lock me out. Soooooo ... I took my anger out on the couch. The Woman wants to do her business in my room without me, so I will do my business in her room! I haven't peed on the couch in a really long time. I think it was missing me.

Tomorrow is the Woman's birthday. She doesn't want you all to know that she is turning 31, so I will tell you that she is turning 27, like she tells people. Yeah, she lies about her age. I guess she doesn't look 31 though, since no one ever catches on to her lies. I won't get to blog tomorrow, because the Woman is taking the day off from work, and that probably means I will be locked outside all day. Whoah is the Pug. The Pug is whoah. Happy Birthday the Woman. Don't worry about me. I'll have a great time locked outside all day all alone, with nothing more than the wind to keep me company. Maybe I'll try to pee on it. That'll teach that stupid wind to blow!