Who doesn't know, by now, that the MangoMinster is now in progress? Time to get your entries in - we are so excited! For your viewing pleasure, esteemed Judges, I present you with my submission!
Since I don't understand the concept of moral (is that a mushroom?), I will proceed with what Mom labels as my "shameless" (immoral) behavior. Yes, I am a shameless dog. Above, you see that I am furry happy and not at all unashamed to display my fine self with furs and scars alike.
I have no compunctions (is that a word?) about counter-surfing, whether I go after a full pan of gingerbread, half of our doggeh Christmas cookies, any and all hooman foodables I can lay my paws on, or even Ozzie's food, as shown above. I am profoundly proud of my excellent skills.
I bark at dogs and/or hoomans with abandon, particularly at those I don't recognize, and also including balloons and giant "stuffie hoomans" anywhere I see them.
I am totally and most easily flattered by praise and treatables, except when Momma or Pa run out of them, as in the above pitchur, when I was chasin' after a marmot - wouldn't have come back fur anything. And even when Ma HAS cookies, I distinguish myself with absolutely awesome work - see movie, below.Don't ya think I am a great spokesdog for the title of "Shameless Dog?"
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