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Enjoying my warming pad.Today started out like so many of them do.  I got up and had a little something-something for breakfast.  I took care of business and after the boss ma'am went to work, I went upstairs to take a nap on my heating pad.  I know I've mentioned it before, but I really enjoy laying on it and keeping an eye on the world.

After a while, the boss man told me it was time to go for my walk.  He said that we had to go early because it was going to rain.  Watching out for the return of Puddles.Well, what else is new.  So we start off down the block and who should appear but my arch nemesis Puddles and her alpha dog.  You better believe that I gave them the what for.  And the sonic blaster next to me gave them the what six!  I've never been prouder of Lyle.  We chased them clear to the other side of the road.  

The rest of the walk was almost boring in comparison, although I did have a little something to say to another small white fluff ball.

The thing about Puddles and her alpha that just gets under my fur it that they think they own the neighborhood.  They think nothing about roaming through other dogs yards, and (gasp) taking care of business in other dogs yards.  I've even seen them marking by my neighbor dog's front door.  How bold.  And when they walk in front of my house, they just linger before walking through the neighbor's yard.  I just wish I could open the door and send Lyle out after them.   It makes all of my hackles raise just thinking about it.Even angles have their dark side.

Well, enough ranting from me for one day.  The boss ma'am came home and she said that she needs a snuggle buddy for a nap.  A dog's work is never done.

Ohh, snuggle puppy of mine.  Everything about you is especially fine...*

I'll bark at you later.

Little Bit

* Snuggle Puppy lyrics from Philadelphia Chickens by Sandra Boynton and Michael Ford.