Laxxie gets some love from IllogiBlog

I am excited to say that I got a nod over at a inbred sister publication Illogiblog. Since my Daddy is an editor over there, it was just a matter of time. I don't really follow what he does over there, and have only the vague notion that the blog and associated wiki (IllogicoPedia,org) is run by a pack of lunatics with an agenda. What's on this agenda? I don't know, but it scares me... a lot.

That's my Daddy in the picture, behind me, taking an afternoon nap. I sleep back to back (in this picture you see me pausing to have my picture taken before I snuggle up close)  most of the time. I take care to exert pressure, just righty, against Daddy's sore back spots. Mummy-head says we snore sometimes, and she has trouble distinguishing who is doing it. Sometimes he rolls over after he falls asleep, and rubs my belly. Life is good.

Citizen Frunobulax on the value of a good nights sleep

You may be able to tell from the picture, I take my rest very seriously. Being a canine-American, I believe my ethnicity makes me especially inclined toward a certain expertise on the subject. That's Daddy behind me. Seriously, DO NOT tell him I put this pic in my blog. He'll go ballistic.

Really, I've seen it myself. He gets all kinds of cheezed off when I poop in my kennel. Piddles don't get the same kind of rise out of him, but he obviously doesn't care for that either. As things are, he's always trying to ship me back to Istanbul, FedEx.

Still, things aren't all that bad for me. You see me here on a tempurpedic bed, which I have learned not to pee on. I spend about 4 glorious hours a day on this thing, sprawled out and snoring. Seriously, though, do not tell Daddy! I'd lose the bed for sure!