It's Groundhog Day...

And since I don't know what the heck a groundhog is here's another photo of me :)  So this week "he" was at those darn kitchen renos again.  This time it was new counter top, sink and faucet.  Seeing as I'm a professional foreman....I decided to oversee this project and when I got bored I just laid my head on his foot to take a little break.  You know...cause I'm Angus and let's face it....I may be a boy but I'm also the worlds biggest baby.  Like...I can't stand it when I'm alone...I whine or whimper.  If they take Molly outside to pee and I'm left upstairs....I cry.  Even when I got my haircut the other day I whined the entire time "he" was gone.  Sometimes a dog worries if his favorite peeps are coming back to get him. 

This week I've been a little destructive with my toys.  As in....I've killed 4 toys in 2 days.  I ate the ear off my elephant, I killed the ducky (finally), chewed the end of a rubber bone which is supposed to be indestructible, and I ripped the stuffing out of another.  I've also taken a recent liking to socks.  When I go downstairs to be let outside....I like to make it there before anyone and grab a sock by the washing machine.  Most times they catch me but I've been successful at running outside with one to chew.  Clean or dirty sock...it doesn't matter to me.  

Anyway, "he" finally found a toy that I can't destroy.  Which is code for "Angus stole a piece of PVC and I found him in the living-room with it".  What can I say....I'm one crafty Scottie :)