Introducing Guest Blogger (actually guest dogger) Jeb Peska!
Woof! Hi everyone! I’m wagging to meet you. I love meeting new people and Mommy says I’m a social butterfly. I like to chase butterflies, that’s for sure. Mommy says it’s funny watching me chase butterflies around the yard but she hopes I never catch one because she’s seen what I do when I catch mosquitoes and flies and spiders. She won’t let me kiss her on the face after I eat bugs.Mommy is silly sometimes. That’s why I’m going to be a guest dogger for a while. Mommy says she’s too busy editing her fantasy novel (it has lots of dogs in it which is good) to keep up with the blog. She said other words too. She said, “stress” and “anxiety” and “multi-tasking” and “argh”. When Mommy said argh, I paid close attention. Argh is Mommy’s way of growling. I don’t like it when Mommy growls. I ran to Mommy, sat in front of her and watched her face. Human faces move a lot and are very interesting. I tilted my head to one side and waited. Mommy usually smiles when I do this. I like it when Mommy smiles; it makes me wag. Mommy said, “You want to help, don’t you Jeb?” Then, she smiled. I wagged and jumped up for a kiss. That’s how I got this job.
Mommy wants you to know that she’s not giving me the blog. It’s still hers. The blog is like the bed, the couch, the chair and the car. They belong to Mommy but she likes to share with gooddogs who follow all the rules.
This is what it looks like when I don’t follow the rules. Mommy says it’s too bad that I’m so cute when I’m in trouble. She says, “Jeb, you are too cute for your own good”. She pretends she’s not smiling but I can tell she is. Then, even though I’m cute and even though she’s smiling, she still makes me get off the furniture.Mommy says that there are very important rules for blogging like, “don’t bite the computer” and “don’t nibble the mouse…not even a little”. I really like tasting things. If Mommy and Daddyman let me, I’d put everything in my mouth. I like to borrow things from my humans. I borrowed an umbrella once, a flashlight, lip balm, a pair of fuzzy earmuffs, Grandma’s purse, Grandma’s keys when she took her purse back, some geodes, Daddyman’s camera bag and Mommy’s cell phone. The only thing I broke was the fuzzy earmuffs. I never get enough time to finish investigating what I borrow because Mommy watches me all the time. Mommy says she believes in supervision. That’s why I sometimes borrow her glasses right off her face.
Putting things in my mouth is how I got my name. When Mommy and Daddyman adopted me from the Humane Society, they named me Jebediah but they only call me that when I’m in trouble. My real name is Jeb-a-licious Nibbleheimer Peska. I have lots of nicknames, too. Jeblett, Frog Butt, Frog Dog, Dork Dog, Fruit Loop, Fruit Cup, Fruit Bat, Noodle Boy, Stretch McGoo, Yoga Dog, Super Jeb, Junior Ruggies, Junior and Puppy Brains. I’m only a year old and Mommy says I’ll collect a lot more nicknames but that this is a good start for a young dog.Now that you’ve met me, I hope you’ll come visit again. I love visitors! I’ll be posting new doggy-bloggy morsels at least twice a week. Keep wagging!