Recycling Inspector 425

One thing Dad and I have in common, we love our peanut butter. Especially, "Skippy" peanut butter. As a treat, I'm allowed to take the empty peanut butter container and take it straight to the recycling bin located in the laundry room, before it makes it way to the larger recycling bin in the garage. That's my job, I perform it well. Skippy Peanut butter Recycling Inspector 425.

Brodan's lexicon

in no particular order : B-Man, Dufus, Hoover, Dyson, Gonzales, Bro, Brod, Goofball, Nutbar, Joker, Fair-weather Friend, Mr. Needy (if you know Brodan, please feel free to add your own "pet" names for him past and present)

B-Man of the Antarctic

I really do have to pee. Snow. Here i go. Dad, respect a dog's privacy.

Snow in the front yard

What? There's snow in my front yard too! I'm honestly not a big fan of this white stuff.

I have to Pee

[February 12th about 7am] I have to Pee and there is a mountain of snow in my backyard. i don't like this much snow!

Morning Ritual

It's been awhile since I Brodan had a chance to blog. At this moment I'm sitting on my bed looking out the front window letting the rest of the house know when a dog walks by. Oh I see a black lab in the park. Now i see the neighbour warming up his car (harmless). Boy, i hate exhaust. Last night we received 3 cam of snow. It looks cold, hope I don't have to wear those silly booties for my paws. What Jack is shoveling Fiona's driveway (nice guy) so i better let out one of my whale moans, just to let the house know. Well, sun is almost all the way up, looking like a clear and cold day. signing off B-Man.