Monday, March 19, 2007

Does anyone want a Hound Dog?

This is Sam. I'm writing you with a heavy heart today because I'm in trouble. Deep doo-doo if you will. She actually YELLED at me. ME!?! Can you believe it? *Sigh*

You see, I have this little *thing*. I guess you could call it an issue and with some extreme stretch of the imagination it might possibly be labeled a problem. I just love underwear. I can't help it and I don't care what kind. This morning Mom went to put on what she refers to as her "it's-going-to-be-a-long-bad-day and I want my comfy underwear" underwear and there could have possibly been several holes in the crotch. I like to refer to them as love holes, but she didn't seem to quite feel the same. I remember just last week when I gave these undies my love, they have palm trees on the butt and the word Mi-am-i on them...I can still hear Copacabana playing in my head. Aaaah. Ummm, well she wasn't so happy with my handiwork.

After this little discovery at 6 am, she was searching for the undies that were on the clean clothes pile when disaster struck. She found my booty stuck in the far corner of my bed. I had four pairs of cottony and silky goodness just waiting for my love and she TOOK them. Took them AND yelled, can you believe it? I'm thinking of running away to a better life somewhere as soon as I figure out where that is.

Hurt and misunderstood - Samantha the Sad Hound


Suki said...

Aw, poor Sam. You can come live with us, if you want! I love undies, too, so we could get into trouble together!

Also, I think your mommy might be considering adding a cat to the mix. I personally love cats, but if you don't, come to Florida! Although, wait, we have two. Nevermind. Tell your mommy I think she should get the cat, though. It's great to rescue!

Puggy kisses

IndyPindy said...

Awwwwwwwwww, poor Samantha! Yeah...I used to love to chew up my mom's underwear when I was little. She wasn't happy about it. Now sometimes I will carry my humans' underwear, sock or t-shirt to my bed and sleep on them, but I don't chew them anymore. Sigh...the good old days!

IndyPindy said...

And thanks so much for adding the Harnessed to Hope charity badge to your blog, that's so sweet!

Sparky said...

Samantha, I also like to nibble on undies - and I don't discriminate...I'll chew my mama's and my pops! Both are equally yummy (as are socks!) and both get me sent to the cage. It's worth it though.

Lady Kaos said...

I don't chew on the underwear, but my sister, Sasha does. It makes Mom really really mad. They had to make a special clothes hamper because Sasha would pull Mom's underwear out through the holes. That really made her mad, too.

Tadpole said...

AHAHAHA! Why don't humans understand these things?!

But you like clean panties?! Dirty ones are so much better!

Tadpole said...

*snort* I'm still laughing at how you stock-piled them....

Sitka and Tia's BLAWG! said...

Woo Woo Sam... One pair of my mom's undies fell victim to me. Now, my sister likes to drag my mom's underwear and hid them in places!!! You can come here if need be for a break until mom "calms" down on the loss of her undies, heheh :)
Hugs, Sitka

Jasper said...

Awwww, poor Sam....I hope this problem gets resolved so you don't have to run away.

Luckie the Dachie said...

Hiya Sam,
If you need a vacation from your hooman, we welcome you here in Sunny Singapore. Poor girl, so misunderstood. It's only some undies so you gotta train your hoomans to chill. It's no biggie right?
I like helping myself to their laundry but Mom always gets upset and goes..LUCKIIIEEEE!! Don't do that.

Sophie Brador said...

Sam! You need to find a new hiding spot for your loot. Very funny! Come visit my blog .... it might be worth running away to for a bit anyway.

Dory and Liza said...

Sam -

You can always come to Boston for the springtime!!

It's hard - I know, I surprised my mom by scattering around some tasty garbage when we got home.

I could use a pal.