I'm back

Sorry to have been gone for so long. The truth of the matter is that I just couldn't accept the results of the vote to send me to Nebraska.

I don't have anything against Nebraska, but just as I was about to leave on my Nebraska sojourn, I uncovered some SHOCKING news:

There were MAJOR voting irregularities with our poll!

A source that cannot be identified showed me evidence that several individuals controlled the voting and they each voted multiple times, skewing the final results.

Shameful. Deceitful. Very un-doglike.

But the evidence didn't tell me who was really behind such subterfuge. I knew I had to find out, so I've spent the last year tracking down the villain responsible.

In the next post, I'll expose this scoundrel to the world.

Stay tuned . . .

Surely you can't mean it . . .

Is this to be my fate?

ATTACK OF THE FAIRIES!!!

FAIRIES! Vicious, killer fairies have invaded my home! They are soooo hard to catch. When you think you have one, you have to lick them to death.



Disgusting fairies! About the only thing worse than fairies are stinking cats.

By the way, as a word of warning from someone who knows, don't EVER try to lick a stinking cat to death. Besides the fact that they put up a bit of a struggle (okay - they will scratch and bite you to death), their hair gets everywhere.

More about me

Though my name is Sunny, some of the humans sometimes call me Waffles. The largest human in my family calls me Waffles the Pig-dog. Evidently, the name is from some story that my human family made up to entertain themselves.

I don't think I look like a waffle or a pig. And as for a pig-dog, well that's just goofy.

There are other animals that live here as well. Here is a picture of my good friend Mina.

Mina is so big that she has to live outside. I like to go outside and play with her sometimes. She chases me around her pen, but I am too fast for her.

There are other animals that live outside. Here is a picture of one of them.

This creature (and the other one like him) wait on our front porch for some unsuspecting human to open the door. When they do, these creatures (I think they're called stinking cats) try to sneak in. My job is to stand guard at the door and keep them out. There's really no telling what they would do if they got inside.

Here's a picture of me watching the door from my little bed. I have to watch the door in case the stinking cats figure out how to turn the doorknob.

Have you voted for where I should travel to first? Check out the poll on the right side of the page and vote!

Getting ready

I'm about to start my trip around the world. But first, I need to get my rest.

Where should I go first?

Vote for where you think I should go first.