And The Award Goes To...

I imagine most of our readers already read about Morgan's Academy Award-worthy performance this week.  You would think that she'd be a shoo in at the nomination ceremony, but I don't think she'll be alone.  We seem to have a house full of starlets here.

There's also Lilac, able to pretend that she's old and feeble one minute, then demanding we get out of bed and dance to her tune at the drop of a hat.  She's definitely got the diva attitude, even if she doesn't have her name up in lights on a marquee yet.  She never pretends to be ashamed by any of her actions, but the way she can convince you that her misdeeds are actually because of something you did is really a piece of work.

Of course there's Bunny.  She's managed to fake injury, emit the Greyhound Scream of Death during obedience class when her leash was stepped on while she was laying down, convince residents of the nursing home that she's terribly neglected and malnourished, and act as if she's dead in bed to avoid having to move over among other things.

We also have Blueberry as a contender.  Blue saves her acting for while we're out on walks.  Depending on the situation and who her audience is, Blueberry can either act as if she's extremely tired and needs to be carried home, is terribly abused and needs a new home, or is really excited to go for a walk and promises that neither of the first two options will happen, even though they always do, every time we go for a walk.

So, I leave it to you.  Which dog wins the award?  I wonder who's going to get the little gold statue.  Sometimes I wonder if I should win the award for putting up with all of them!