Mmm, I'm hungry.
My din-din time is coming soon!
Mom: "Your din-din is gonna be cut down to just one-half today because
Mr. K reported that you have indigestion."
What?
Mom: "You'll get a half size dinner today. That's what I said."
...?!
Hee-haw, hee-haw!
Mom likes joking.
I was about to be fall for that, Mom.
Mom: "It's not a joke. Mr. K gave me that advice."
Waaa hee-haw hee-haw ...
Mr. K wouldn't say such a nasty thing like you, Mom.
Yuck-yuck.
Mom: "I'm serious. Your doo-doo was too soft this morning. You ate a way too much treats which the policeman gave you last night at the police box! I'll say it again. You get a half size dinner tonight.
Full stop. Period."
...
Unbelievable!
Hey there, Bobbby Lee,
ReplyDeleteLong time no talkie talkie. But I have been following your exploits. You are indeed a celebrity, a detective, a showman. You've never met a camera you didn't like. I may have noted that previously. Forgive me if I'm repeating myself. I'm older. Your blog gives me and the Crazy Lady (aka DMF) much pleasure and lots of laughs and smiles.
I'm not so entertaining but I do keep her busy with my barking, shredding, stealing. She never learns. And I am fast. I've had some good walks, seen a few deer, met a few new dogs. Nothing to write home about. But I'm doing pretty well. I'm very glad to hear that you are maturing into a well-behaved dog. I hope you continue to make progress -- the big things are not pulling when on-leash, never fighting with other dogs, and watching out for cars. Once you learn those things, the rest is a breeze. You will have your Mom and Papa eating out of your hand.
Love you boy,
Jimmy Mac