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I'm a dog, what did you expect?Okay, okay.  I'm sure that even the best writers have an off day.  I'll be the first dog to admit that my entry yesterday wasn't my best effort...

Sometimes he has strange ideas about what my role in this pack is.So, earlier this afternoon, the boss man tells me that just for the afternoon, he'd like to change places with me.  It seems that he wasn't really looking forward to cleaning the house and would rather lay around napping the afternoon away.  As if that is what I do all day!

I tried to tell him just how important my dog work is, but I could tell that he didn't really understand what I was barking about.  He just took me outside as if he thought I had to pee or something...

Which isn't to say that being a dog doesn't have its perks.  Just this morning I had the nicest dog walk.   Oh yeah, then there was lunch.  Lunch is definitely my mid-day highlight!   Then, just before he left, I had a biscuit.  That was good too.  Then I had the best nap.  I dreamed that I was a big dog and that I had PILES of bones all around me and nothing to do but eat...

Well, I'll have to keep it short today.  The construction guys across the street are out and I've got a little something that I want to tell them.

Bark!  Bark!  Bark!

Little Bit