Sunday, May 16, 2010

Think of Me as Your Trainer

I don't know what mama gets so worked up about sometimes. She wakes up when it's still dark outside and turns on this different glowy box that has people jumping around inside. They were in Mexico, too, but they were a lot smaller.

Anyway, normally I stay in bed when she plays with her glowy friends, but the other day I was wide awake for some reason (at least that's what mama kept saying) and decided to help.

She does this thing where she lays on her back then lifts her arms and legs, so I helped her keep her head on the floor. My paws were clean so I don't know why she pushed me away. It's not like my foot went IN her eye. Or mouth. Or ear.

Then she flipped onto her belly and started lifting her legs again. Perfect! I tried to help her hold her arms on the ground, but she started laughing at me.

Would you laugh at this face?


Nadine said...

Owen, you are so cute!! That's so sweet of you to help your mama!

Melanie Avila said...

Sweet. Right. :)

Owen said...

Jeez, what's in my nose?

Adam said...

Owen, you're fabulous. ;)



Natasha Fondren said...

Awww, Owen! You're the funniest!