The Wages of Sin

Mmm, I'm hungry.

My din-din time is coming soon!

Mom: "Your din-din is gonna be cut down to just one-half today because 

Mr. K reported that you have indigestion."

What?

Mom: "You'll get a half size dinner today. That's what I said."

...?!

Hee-haw, hee-haw!

Mom likes joking.

I was about to be fall for that, Mom.

Mom: "It's not a joke. Mr. K gave me that advice."

Waaa hee-haw hee-haw ...

Mr. K wouldn't say such a nasty thing like you, Mom. 

Yuck-yuck.

Mom: "I'm serious. Your doo-doo was too soft this morning. You ate a way too much treats which the policeman gave you last night at the police box! I'll say it again. You get a half size dinner tonight.

 Full stop. Period."

...

Unbelievable!

Is this Cyberspace?

Screen BL: Hey, you!

Did someone call me?

Screen BL: "Who are you?"

What? I'm Bobby Lee.

Who are you?

Screen BL: "I'm Bobby Lee. I'm living here with Mom and Papa."

I am too.

Screen BL:  "H'm, I have a Wubba. Do you have Wubba?"

Yes, I do! Look!

Screen BL: "Then who are you?"

Who are you?

Mom, help me.

I am Bobby Lee, right?

Blackmail by Dog

Mom, don't you wanna give me a bite?

Mom: "No."

Mom, give me one bite.

Mom: "No, go away."

I won't.

Mom: "Don't look at me like that!"

OK Mom. How's this?

Mom: "Good. But I won't give you any."

Mom, If you're going to be so mean,

I'll eat something that is bad for me.

Mom: "Do as you want to please."

I'm eating my toy. It's very bad for my stomach.

I might die. Is that OK?

Mom: "OK."

I'm dying.

Mom: "Go ahead. Anyway I have to go downstairs. Bye Bobby Lee."

Mom ...

I'm sorry, Mom. Don't leave me alone.

Mom ...

You know, I can't use these stairs ... Mom ...

They're too steep for me.

I'll use the elevator. Wait, please.

Excuse me, press one please.

"Yes, Sir." (Papa is pressing the button for me.)

Thank you, Papa.

Mom, I'm coming!

Mom, I missed you.

Don't leave me alone. Mom, I love you.

Mom: "Oh, you are too sweet."

I love you, Mom.

Mom: "I love you too."

A Career Idea

Mom, I wanna become a celebrity.

Mom: "What?! Why?"

I heard that a celebrity has a lot of money.

I wanna make money to buy more balls and treats!

Mom: "Oh, well ... What can you do to become a celebrity?"

I can make pose for pictures!

Mom: "OK, then show me."

Mom: "Look toward this side."

Yes, Mom.

Mom: "Now this side."

How's this, Mom?

Mom: "OK, now, look straight."

Yes.

Mom: "OK, now smile."

Heh-heh.

Mom: "Good. Now do some ad-lib."

What does ad-lib mean, Mom?

Mom: "Do something without my command."

OK, I'll show this.

Mom, I'm tired. 

Mom: "Hey, you can't be a celebrity without being able 

to wait for a long time. You failed."

Papa, I don't like Mom.

Papa: "She likes to tease boys, but actually she is quite nice, Bobby Lee."

While I was asleep, someone gave me a ball.

Did Mom do this for me?

Seku Hara Boo-boo

Mom, touch me.

Mom: "Bobby Lee, Bobby Lee, Bobby Lee, my sweet boy."

Touch me more, Mom.

Mom: "OK~, touch!"

Mom! 

...

Please, don't do sexual harassment.

Mom: "Ah ha ha." 

Fetch Till You Drop

Hello everybody.

As you know, I love fetching a ball.

So when I see a ball and car keys, I am so excited that I pull my leash crazily even though I know that I should not pull my leash.

Mom throws a ball.

And I get it.

Papa throws a ball.

And I get it.

Having water.

And fetching the ball again.

And again and again.

Then I get satisfied. (I'm smiling)

Mom: "Let's go home, Bobby Lee."

Bah, phooey~

Mom: "Wow, you made a face to me!"

Mom: "Papa, could you say something to Bobby Lee?"

Papa: "I wanna play more too."

Yahoo~, yipee, whee~

Mom: "OK, then you don't need dinner, right?"

Mom is always mean ...

Papa, let's obey her.

I was going to show you my fetching movie for the ending, but Mom said that "AGAIN?"

So I'll show you this instead.

How's this?

Mom, pick it up, please. 

Heh-heh