Bumper is taking the night off and is letting me, Hercules, handle this blog.
For those of you who know me well know that I really am a good boy. I am sweet and loving and I love to cuddle. I just have one problem, I am too smart for my own good. Even as a puppy I would let myself out of my crate when Mom and Dad left, even when latched with a caribeener. I have eaten shoes, booked and a grand total of 6 cell phone chargers.
I don't know what comes over me, but it is as if I am incapable of making good decisions. I just get excited and act without thinking. I make a bad choice, get in trouble and turn around and do it again.
Today was no exception. I barked and woke Mason up from his nap, I ate all his food off this tray while Mom had her back turned and then I jumped on the counter and knocked the leftovers on the floor and ate them.
Every time this happens I feel just aweful afterwards. I have just looked pitiful all night. If only I knew how to make better choices.
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