Hi Fellow Doggers,
I know it’s been a really long time between blogs. I do apologize for that. I’ve been such a busy doggy – sleeping, eating, walking, pooping, barking, running, playing, chewing, barking, barking, barking. Uh well, I did do a lot of barking lately. No reason, just cuz!
I have to say I’ve been getting lots of pets and cuddles, so I haven’t had a lot of time to dictate my blog to Mom. When Gregory returned from Australia, he was as glad to see me as I was to see him!
Anyway, he brought back a lot of interesting things that I’ve tried to get my teeth into more than once.
This thing is a didgeridoo.
Gregory makes a funny noise from it. I don’t like that noise at all. I ran all the way out of the room when he blew through it. Now I won’t go near it. He says that this is just a small one, that there are bigger ones. The sound that comes out of this thing makes my fur crawl! A bigger one might make me bite someone. ( Namely, the person blowing the didgeridoo!)
It looks like a fancy bully stick , but it’s not to my taste!
This other thing is called a boomerang.
Gregory says that if you throw it far enough, it comes back to you. He hasn’t thrown it yet. Mom says our yard is too small, and it looks like it might take someone’s head off. Seriously, what good is a stick that will come back to you? Granted, I’m not that great at “Fetch,” but I resent this “Fetch” shortcut. What next – virtual walks? Hmm, I’m not too sure about this thing. I think I’ll chew it down to a nub once I get my teeth into it. It hasn’t made any odd sounds, so it’s fair game!
Gregory does have some interesting artifacts from Australia, but I think the best thing he brought home was himself.
It’s pure misery when I’m missing a member of my pack. It’s almost as bad as when they all run off on “vacation” and leave me at Doggie Central.
Which they did almost as soon as Gregory got back!
I hate Spring Break! Why does everyone think this is a good thing? I mean the term has “BREAK” in it for dog’s sake! Mom, Dad, Gregory and Michael went off to New York City for Spring Break.
I asked Mom really nicely if I could go too, but she said that I would hate the plane ride. I’m too big to fit in a carrier under the seat, and even if I scrunched myself down I’d be miserable and stressed out. She says I’d bite the flight attendants’ ankles. I’d probably get the whole family put on the “no fly” list.
Nothing she said convinced me that my going on a plane was a bad thing!
Anyway, they were gone for a whole week, which meant I was at Doggie Central for a whole week! Don’t get me wrong. I like the folks at Doggie Central. They’re nice, and I usually get along with all the other doggies
incarcerated boarded there. However, it is NOT home. And even worse, I have to have a bath before Mama liberates picks me up .
Now of course, we are entering the season of summer vacation. I’m a little worried that I might get a “summer cut” like last summer.
I don’t mind a trim, but come on. Don’t I look a little naked?
I kind of needed that t- shirt Mom put on me.
I think my pack may take another trip this summer, but I’m going to lobby for a car trip and someplace I can go too, or maybe not at all!
I think Mom might be weakening on this issue. She took lots of pictures of dogs in New York and says that it was clear that New York is a very doggy friendly place. They even have bronze sculptures of doggy poo in their famous art museums. If that isn’t dog friendly, I don’t know what is.
Mom says that I would have loved a walk in Central Park. She’s right? I would have, but I don’t need a big fancy park. I just need my family, my neighborhood and my backyard to have an excellent time.
Please do me a favor, fellow doggers!
Please ask Mama to either take me on the next trip or stay home with me.
I really hate it when they leave.
See, here’s my sad face.
Think it’ll work on her? No — Don’t answer that!
Well, I hear her coming with my leash fellow doggers.
Smell you later!