Poopdeck

Now, I never quite understood why the humans like to talk funny at me and why they give me so many names. But this weekend, I was dubbed, after having a wonderful time in the barn with the cows, Poopdeck, and everyone seems to think its funny and fitting. Just because I get a little dirty while out and about on the farm, doesn't warrant name calling! Anyhow, I am also a sad pug, alas, I am no longer allowed on the furniture :( No more long naps on the couch, no more snoozing on the piano. The do's and don'ts of the human world will never be clear to me, however, if I am to be fed, I shall obey.

Hopefully this will be an easy change for me. My puppy days are over, time to be a dog.