Life as a blind dog has ups and downs

Let's talk about some of the ups:
Everyone thinks you are cute so you get tons of belly rubs and biscuits.
People let you run into stuff and don't get too mad even when it is them and they are carrying armloads of groceries.
Dad thinks you are hillarious when you run in circle outside and chase him around.
Simple stuff like walking down the stairs draws a crowd of admirers.
Did I mention extra biscuits?

If you happen to be a blind dog with a bad leg you get a house, a pillow and your own Hannah Montana bean bag chair.

So that being all well and good there are some not so good moments:

Delicous smelling plastic toy turns out to be empty bottle of dish soap....  Skylar saved me from that one.
Playing fetch is fun unless the ball rolls under the couch and you can't hear it...  thank you Hunter so moving the chair.
Fuzzy piggy toy smells and feels the same as expensive Build-a-Bear...  Mom saved both of those and the kids were only slightly disappointed that I took them off the shelf.

I've found blind or not there are a few things I am not allowed to do at my house:
ANY business that should be done outside is NOT allowed inside and gets me a quick trip to my kennel.
Eating food off the dinning room table not only leads to a sore tummy but a sore backside and ears if Mom sees me; and she sees everything.
Chewing up anything that isn't in my kennel at the start of the day results in angry kids.
Barking for no good reason and just because no one has touched me in the last 30 seconds is not considered a good reason.

So my advise to all you other blind dogs out there:
Do you business outside, play with your own toys, and you will be rewarded with lots of biscuits and tummy rubs!