Today’s Brain Candy post is brought to you by the letter P.
P is for Puppy, Piddle Puddles, Playful, Pharaoh
Hi, Brain Candy Readers!
I’m Pharaoh, and yes, I am named for the powerful, intelligent and handsome Egyptian kings. And why shouldn’t I be?
After all, I chase my tail, pee in the house, eat bugs and leaves and acorns and rocks and…well, you get the idea. I have the life.
I’m often the center of attention, and Bad Dog doesn’t like that one bit. But what he likes even less is when I get up in his personal space or chew on his tail. This morning, he finally had enough and actually growled at me. Can you imagine? He growled at a pharaoh. Should I have him beheaded?
Nah, then who would I play with?
Honestly, he’s a pushover. He lets me drink from his water bowl, chase him out of his favorite sunny spot by the window and snuggle down in his big, comfy bed. (Shh…don’t tell him he’s being a weenie!)
Overall, this isn’t a bad place to lives – lots of cuddles, three meals a day (even though I want six) and plenty of trouble to get into.
Kelsey says I’m wicked-smart, but Tech Guy has his doubts. I think I clinched his opinion when I was wearing Bad Dog’s water bowl on my head. Hasn’t he heard a pharaoh can do anything he pleases?
Until next time, BCB readers!
Pharaoh
PS – Kong toys may be sent to me in care of Kelsey, if you’re so inclined 🙂
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This week is National Animal Shelter Appreciation Week. If you haven’t ever visited or adopted from your animal shelter, consider it before you buy from a breeder or pet shop. There are thousands of dogs and cats all over the country who need loving homes.
Pharaoh isn’t from a shelter, rather from the Canine Companions for Independence breeding program, but Bad Dog is the ultimate rescue dog. I wrote about his story earlier this year.
