A Better Dog

Woman has been telling me lately that I need to learn to be a better dog. I just can't comprehend what she is talking about. I have four furry legs, a curly tail, a nose with a good sense of smell, floppy ears, whiskers, I give wet sloppy kisses, and I have a loud doggy bark. How can I be a better dog? There is nothing more dog than what I am. I tried barking more often to assert my dogliness, but that just makes her yell at me more and tell me again to be a better dog. She even threatened to send me to Pug rescue when I pooped on the rug the other day. Dogs poop on rugs, right? I was just trying to be a better dog! I've been snoring extra loud lately, but that just gets me shushed and nudged with a foot. I'm not sure what I'm doing wrong here, so if anyone has a clue, please fill me in. Otherwise, I'll end up at Pug rescue, which I have heard is a pretty cool place, but I'm getting too old to travel and would rather stay at home with Woman.

In other news, Ian has a new design up for voting at Threadless. Show him some love people. This is where my doggy treats come from.