January 2019

There were 5 posts published in January 2019 (this is page 1 of 1).

Ugh, I’m sore

Yesterday, that really nice woman who makes great dinners for me, took me to the place with a fence (she calls it tenniscourt) to get my zoomies out. There was a goofy fellow there — a designer dog — they sometimes are not all right in the head — who had a ball and he wanted to chase chase chase chase it. Which made his person laugh and clap. You know the type. So goofball ran around on tenniscourt a lot, to please his person and get extra treats — and that got me going and I ran around trying to shepherd him. (My job, you know.) We had a great time, the people had a great time, and it was a nice day.

But today I woke up so sore. When I’m sore I like to limp so the people here feel like pampering me. I’m getting lots of pampers and treats and hugs. And they let me on the red bed too! Great day. Tomorrow I’ll limp some more and see what they do.

Cold night, warm couch

That guy who tells me to be quiet all the time put me outside a while ago. I almost froze my ears off. Can you imagine me without ears? Doggone it, I was back at the door ready to kick it in, in a second. Maybe faster. So the woman who takes me for rides in her car (such a sweetie) let me sit next to her on the platform with red cow skin on top. I don’t usually get to sit here — they tell me to “get down”. She calls it a k-ouch — one of those weird people terms. This is a very handsome picture of me on the k-ouch. So comfortable.

(Don’t tell those people who live with me, but when they leave this place and drive away without me, sometimes I sit here all by myself. Shhhhh!)

I am famous

Just look at that picture. Such a gorgeous snout. What a profile. This is me on top of a stack of paper. Those people here (who make me poop on the side of the road and take walks when it’s raining) call it a magasheen or something like that. (People mumble — dogs never mumble.) They said the magasheen was a joke, but, hey, I’m not a joke folks.

I’ll be doing autographs for anyone who asks.

Snow Nose

Snow nose is one of life’s best feelings. Those people here have no idea what they are missing.

ColdWhite!!

These people are really surprising. Sometimes. Usually they are boring and don’t want to play all day, like I do. I mean — play. What’s a guy going to do if he doesn’t play? Eat? Sleep. Sure, but … PLAY!

Anyway, today they surprised me. They woke me up when the light outside came around, and I saw … Cold White!! My favorite treat. There was Cold White all over the place the day I decided to go live with these people — but back then I was kind of short and didn’t have my big guy voice. Today there was Cold White all over the place … again.  Just like the good old days. Wow!!

Of course, this guy who takes me for walks threw a cookie into the Cold White and I had to go find it. But that’s OK. My nose is a good digger. Cookies are easy to find.

And I RAN and RAN and RAN. What a day.