Monday, September 22, 2008

Diary of a Kenneled Kuv (Day 3)

Can't talk. Playing.


Like my hole? I'm guarding it. Can't touch this.

6 comments:

Amber-Mae said...

Hi Biggie! Sounds like you're having a sooperb time over at the kennel!

Butt wiggles,
Solid Gold Dancer

Anonymous said...

We are jealous of your hole, although Victor is sure he could dig a bigger one, given the chance. PeterPan is more jealous of your little friend - he wants to meet a fun playmate, too! Maybe when we go to Washington over Thanksgiving we'll get to have fun digging and running around, too...

Dexter said...

Biggie - Are you at sleepover camp or just day camp? Looks like you are having a good time. My master keeps digging holes. Maybe you could come up here and help out.

Slobbers,
Mango

Anonymous said...

Ha. Looks like Biggie is having a great time!

Peanut said...

That kennel doesn't sound like such a bad place. Any place that gives you chicken backs for desert is a ok.

Anonymous said...

LOL the last pic reminds me of MC Hammer...!