Hold Me Tight

Mom, I love you.

Hold me.

Mom: "I want to, but you are too big."

Did you say that you can't hold me?

Mom: "That's right."

I'm shocked.

She said that she can't ...

I have to think of a solution.

Think, think, think.

I think that I found the solution.

** Next morning **

Mom, Good morning!

How's this?

Hold me, please.

Mom: Ugh, oooh, yaaa~

Mom: O..k..., I'm holding ... and I'm dying.

Hold me, Mom.

Mom: OK, this is better. I love you and I'm holding you tight.

I'm happy, Mom.

Mom: Me too ... Ugh ...

Help Not Wanted

After we played with my antler as you can see in the photo above, 

we decided to help Mom to make our dinner.

Both: "Shall we help you?"

Papa: "I wanna have a double serving of rice, please!"

And I said "Me too!"

Of course, Mom said "NO!"

I knew she would say that.

And Mom said: "Hey, you with the tail and you without a tail, both of you are bothering me."

Papa: "Did you hear that?"

Yes, I did and I knew that she would say so, Papa.

Papa: "Mine there is too small."

I didn't say anything since I knew her, but I just tell her by my eye ... I mean eye contact.

Mom: "Could you please go away?" 

Papa: "What do you think, Bobby Lee?"

I looked at her, and I told Papa that we should give up.

Yes, this is our daily Kabuki.

I shouldn't have been optimistic.

I think that Papa is a real KY.

Our appealing this time failed

info: KY means "cannot read the air," or 

"cannot pick up the subtle signals that are obvious to women" in Japanese.

Liberty for All Dogs (and Rabbits)

Hi, Mom.

I know that you wanna be a conqueror and make a despotic state.

I have to fight for a democratic state, here in this house.

Mom: "I think you watch CNN with Papa too much."

Mom, you can apologize now.

Mom: "I'm sorry, but I won't apologize for anything."

I see. I'm sorry for your decision.

****** Next day *******

Hello, everybody~.

My speech will be short.

Attention, please. I'm here for our freedom!

I'm sorry, Mom.

But I have to.

Thank you very much for your attention.

My name is Bobby Lee and I'm the sheriff and a dog here in Ebisu 2-chome.

My Mom used a weapon on me and I was abused by it.

We — I mean all dogs and cats and even rabbits — have to be free from any weapon.

And we all have to have freedom and justice.

Yes! Mom must be arrested!

Aieee, is that you Mom?

Mom: "Yes, I'm here. Continue your story!"

Mom: "Who is going to give you food, a warm place and love then?"

You! Can't you?

Mom: "You are so foolish. Get in to the room if you want me."

Mom: "Not only that, you are saying stupid stuff. Anyway, no one here is listening, no cats, 

no dogs, and no rabbits either."

"Mom. You are mean, really mean ... but I think I should obey you ..."

Dismissed!

Hi, Mom.

It was all a joke, all right?

I just wanted to play ...

I was like Winston Churchill, right?

Mom: "No!"

Mom: "You said that I should have been arrested."

No, no no.

Papa: "I told you that you and me cannot win against Mom."

Papa, you are right.

I won't fight with Mom anymore.

I'm tired ... Zzzzz

Oh, anyway, this is the weapon which Mom threw at me.

Mr. K gave it to her.

When I do something bad, she throws it at me.

I hope that Mom doesn't do it anymore.

I have to be a good boy.

Mom: "See, Mr. K's advice was correct."

Japanese-style Toilet

Hello!

It is raining again today, and I have anything to tell you.

I went on a short walk with Mom in the rain and we went shopping by car.

I had to wait in the car alone while they were choosing some videos. 

That's all.

Well, then I decided to introduce my bathroom today.

Here! This is the balcony.

It is a Japanese-style system and I'll tell you, it is very difficult to do the business on the spot.

I think this is some plot that Mom made to shame me.

When I am luckily successful, Mom sometime visits my place and pets me or gives me a treat.

And I feel that I did it! 

But when it goes out even a little, I have no treat or petting.

This is the story about my Japanese-style bathroom.

Woof, it is cold outside.

I know this is rather sad story today again.

So I'll show you my best fight with a big huge monster.

Here you go!

Mom: "Oh well, that's your bone, Bobby Lee."

Men's Club

I was enjoying watching TV with Papa.

From the behind, Mom called me.

What? I didn't do anything bad, Mom.

I'm watching TV with Papa, so please don't disturb us.

Papa: "Bobby Lee, come! Let me hug you!"

"Oh, well ... I'd be glad to, but ... Do you mean now?"

Papa: "Of course. Why?"

Mom, don't tell him anything, please.

Mom: "OK, but I think he knows it."

Papa: "What's the matter with you, Bobby Lee?"

Mom whispers: "He knows ..."

Papa, I'm a good boy, right?

Papa: "I hope so. By the way, do you know what the pillows are for?"

Aiee! He knows!.

I think that pillows are for covering my face.

Papa: "Bobby Lee, you are funny boy. But you need to go to the dog house!"

That's why I'm in here. 

Hello, everyone.

And maybe I should say "Good night" for today.

I'll be in better shape soon.