napping
eating
scaring people and other critters that dare step into my yard
worring the hell out of dad by asking to go out, forgetting to pee before going in and asking to go out again immediately after he sits down in his recliner /snicker
bleh. silence is so much better!
Too much noise, always someone blowing up some shit or other.......and the damn cooking shows just make me drool....
wish dad would throw out the tv (would give more time for rubbing my belly)
Aunt Jerica, she brings my cuz to see me sometimes
Dad, saved me from the pound after I'd been in there for the 3rd time......no one understood me til he found me (hell I even got by with biting him for about 2 weeks after he got me /chuckle)