New Blog Name

Previously "Sheldon Ate What?" - I've been so good, that I have had to rethink my approach. My people think that I've been having adventures instead of eating things I shouldn't... so Welcome to my Adventures.

Now any sporadic postings cannot be blamed on me - remember people, I don't have thumbs!

I might have to rename my blog

I'm a good dog! I hear it all of the time now, I haven't destroyed electronics for almost a year... I've learned that the sofa has other values. You could almost say I've stopped eating non-food items. Almost.

They all left me alone without my energy-releasing walk one day and I did teach one of them a lesson for it. I destroyed her airport ID for work! Heh heh...

Other than that, I am pretty good at lulling them into a false sense of security. An empty toilet paper tube here and there, a cookie box from that delicious Ruby Snap place there.

If they think I'm a "good boy" then from time to time they take me for my walk and I get an ice cream. I keep trying for a daily treat, I mean who can resist this face?




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I Love Electronics... and the people who think they can outsmart me

She left it on the table for just a minute... and Mayhem Strikes Again!

I think it is so much cooler looking now - even if it doesn't work!

Mayhem

It started out as a yellow loveseat but when I ripped a big gash in it, my mom thought she was being clever by putting a cover on it to "hide" my masterpiece.

I showed her by biting through the cover in yet another spot and literally tearing the stuffing outta that thing


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iPod No More

They took the remote (the 5th notch in my collar) away from me, so I took a bite outta this iPod. My mom says it looks bullet-riddled, she also says it is ruined, but she still won't let me have it.




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Introduction

Hi, I'm Sheldon, I'm a 1-year-old lab/pit mix with separation anxiety issues (that's what I'm letting my mom believe).

She leaves me home alone every single day with just some old fogey dogs that she calls my brother and sister. I had 10 real brothers and sisters who were all my age and looked like me, these two dogs are lazy and set in their ways.

My "sister" thinks she's the queen and ignores me except for when she's growling in my face. My "brother" seems to be a pretty cool guy but he's pretty lazy for a six-year-old!

With them ignoring and losing interest in me, I hafta find something to entertain myself with!

I'll share some of my scores with you on this blog... Please come back soon!


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