More proof that my Mommy has way too much time on her hands...

My mom and dad had to go to a place called the D-M-V a few days ago so my dad could renew his driver's license. I don't know what D-M-V stands for but I think it must be like the V-E-T because my mom and dad sure dread going there. My mom says that when you go to the D-M-V, they make you fill out a bunch of forms and then you have to stand in a long line for what seems like hours. When you get to the front of the line they take a horrible, scary picture of you... (trust me, my mom's driver's license picture made my ears stick straight up in the air and they haven't come down yet!) Here's a fake "barking license" that my mom made up for me... I think someone needs to tell my mommy to get a life!


After my mom and dad left the D-M-V, they went to one of my mom's favorite stores TAR-JAY! My mom bought this squeaky lobster for me. She also thought it would be HILARIOUS to put it on my head and take a picture of me. (NOT funny mom! Grrr!)


Hey Mom! Put down the camera and save me from this ferocious lobster!!!

My dad says that the claws are his favorite part of the lobster. I don't know why... if you ask me they're kind of chewy!

Nom, nom, nom... I think I've finally wrestled the lobster into submission...

You're safe Mommy... I chewed off the lobster's claw. He can't pinch you now!