Those people who feed me and try to make me take pills, took me to this frigid cold place the other day. I mean, it was so cold my pee froze. They made me go outside without my coat and told me to “hurry up”. What else was I supposed to do? Anyway, when I finally got back inside I gave them a thrill by making myself comfy on their couch. Turnabout’s fair play, I say.
I’m not a fan of plaid — but if you’re cold, you’re cold
A guy never forgets his friends. My pal, Purple Bear, has been with me for as long as I can remember. I love Purple Bear. He loves me. Friends are forever.
The sun was setting and I was thinking of what a great day I had. So much running with the guys at the dog park. Great dinners. Lots of hugs. I love life!
This guy who puts me on a rope and tells me to go “with me” (who else would I go with?) likes to go over to his forest place and watch the trees. Watching trees is ok, but I’d rather sniff them and leave a dog tweet for the next guy to come along. So he tells me “it’s spring — let’s go walking”. I don’t need an excuse to walk, and I love to spring. But it’s not easy to spring when I’m hooked onto this rope thing he calls “leash”. Why do people have to make up complicated sounds for things? Here’s a picture of me in the forest looking for the next tree. I have plans for a few naps today and maybe a good chew on those twigs I’ve got my eye on.
Durango is an adventurous and curious fellow. He came home to stay in February 2015. This is his diary of growing up, exploring his world, and becoming the “fine fellow I am today”. His words, of course.
Today I am a Good Citizen. I’m always a pretty good guy. Today these people took me to my country home and made me play a bunch of games like Sit!, Stay! and other stuff. They like games where say stuff they call ‘commands’. OK, so I did what they asked. Then they got all, like, ‘whoa’ – and hugged me and said ‘such a good boy, you’re a GOOD CITIZEN’. I don’t know what that means, but it got me a lot of treats and I had fun zooming through the tunnels. So I guess it’s something I want to do again.
I like to take the guy who feeds me for a walk in this place he calls “forest” – but for me it’s just a place with lots and lots of trees to pee on. I’m pretty good at that. (Sometimes I fall over when I’m doing my business, because those trees can shove you when you’re not paying attention.) Anyway, today he yelled “Duck!” Scared the willies out me, so I grabbed the ground. All it was about was this green bird swimming in the water. This is me watching duck. I don’t understand birds. They fly over and poop on you, then sit in a tree and laugh. Not funny, I say.
Me surveying my palace garden. It’s getting to be warmer here and I love the morning sun. It looks so golden on my fur. Just a little more handsome than usual. I OWN this place – I’m a natural prince.
My first house! I’ve got an outdoor house just like all the big dogs have. This one is very nice and woodsy with a comfortable and dry floor. It doesn’t have a door – I’ll bet those people who I live with don’t know we like to have doors for privacy. I’ll shout at them like I do when they don’t listen to me!!
Morning walks. Every guy needs one. I pester those people who feed me by pretending I’m really crazy when I get up in the morning. They say “we got to get him out of the house!” And that’s how I get my walk.
