Living on a Permanent "Time Out"

Dad didn't have to work today but he got up really early, as usual. But...not early enough to catch me peeing on the carpet. So when he took me out at 5:00 a.m. I didn't have to go! He kept making me go back outside but I had nothing! The snow was so cold on my paws and it didn't help that "Prince Wiley" peed and (once again) made me look bad. When Dad *finally* brought us in he attached my leash to the baby gate so I couldn't get to the carpet. He kept me there all by myself while Wiley pranced around the house eating MY food and playing with MY toys!!! Mom called from work and I heard Dad telling her all about it. I wonder if she'll try to get home early to rescue me.... -Fievel

New Year, New Bones to Pick

Mom went shopping over the weekend and bought new coasters to replace all of the ones Fievel ate. Well, Mom put them on the coffee table and before she even threw away the receipt, Fievel took one under the couch and added it to the stash of things she shouldn't be eating. Dad caught her and BOY did he yell! She pretended to be remorseful but as soon as he walked away she was laughing and scratching her belly. Dad moved the coasters out of her reach, but I have a feeling she's spending the day in her crate plotting and scheming to find a way to get to them. When will she grow up?

-Wiley