Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by
MckMama. You can head over to
her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
This is "Not Me Monday - Elly Mae Style" -- She seems to be more popular than I, so why not give an audience what they want -- I mean, really... she has rough weeks, too and could use some "Not Me's" -- Enjoy!
I, Elly Mae, do
not thoroughly enjoy being
the center of attention rubbed, cuddled, hugged and held by any one who's willing... I do
not love, love of any kind and this is my story:
{click on any pic to enlarge}

Son of our good friends, Kay and Jerry --
D having a bad hair day :)
I, Elly Mae, do
not love big dogs. It seems they
are on me like white on rice take a liking to me, too and I'm just
not sure what the obsession is. See this dog, here. Down below? He was
not guarding my cage all. night. long. whilst my parents watch the Superbowl. I did
not feel super safe and I was
not saved from being so lonely --
Not Me!See that other dog? There... just below, that's my big brother, Rebel. He seriously does
not, like, totally love me. He is
not always trying to protect me from the puppy eating beagles, catch me when Mama loses me in the fields (although it must be said, my Mama
never loses me, so Rebel would
never has to do that) and he definitely does
not lick me all over cause I get dirty...
Nope. Not Me!Despite what Mama and Daddy tell you, I am
not a junkyard dog. Seriously.
Not me. I do
not know where they get that idea. I do
not wake up at the slightest sound of a wrapper and it's
not like I chew on anything that crinkles, crackles or clanks.
Nope! Not Me!
I do not take after Mama and love sporting all things cute, costly and cuddly -- I am not the cutest dog ever and I do not love people who coo over me -- No. Really. Stop. :0)


Oh, yeah... One
more thing I do
not take after my mama in --
My
non-love for coffee :)
Not me!
Mama and Daddy live on a farm, well, sort of -- We have chickens, beagles, horses, a watch dog named Rebel and now... little-ole me :) So, I do not have to prove my mighty running, jumping and attacking skills -- It's just that it seems this cute face and big ears get in the way of any of my brothers and sisters taking me seriously -- It's not like I only way 3 lbs and have 2 in. legs -- Come on, guys... I do not desperately want to be a part of the farm! Nope! Not Me!
Last, but absolutely not least, I, Elly Mae, leave this last little video for you -- And I solemnly swear I. did. not. get my head stuck in a tissue box on Sunday -- Remember that whole "junk yard dog" theory? It is not also supported by my love of tissues... No way. Not Me :)