So, I'll get right to it today. The bosses are worried about me again. Specifically, they are worried that there will be new bumps within the next month or so. See, I'm having bum troubles again and I had bum troubles before my initial diagnosis and before my relapse. I really don't want to go into any detail here so you will just have to trust me that the less that is said, the better. But you can see why they might be concerned.
I
had a nice weekend. My pal Oreo was here for a few days. She seemed
a little nervous at first but then she settled down to enjoy the visit.
Silly girl wasn't sure where she should sleep the first night and ended up in
the closet! Well, the next night she obviously was feeling better because
she took the boss man's spot on the bed before he kicked her out. We all
had a good laugh at that! But even then, she slept at the foot of the bed
and didn't feel the need to hide. The weekend passed by quickly and before
we knew it, her boss ma'am was here to pick her up.
And if the visit wasn't enough, after watching the Packers lose, we all loaded up the truck and headed to DQ! Lyle and I had our own dish for being such good dogs and for making Oreo feel welcome. Personally, I thought an Oreo Blizzard would have been more appropriate, but the boss man said no.
Oh,
and I've mentioned before that the boss man is taking some photography classes.
Well, the boss ma'am is starting to worry about him. She thinks he is
getting weird or something. Well the latest assignment was that he had to
take a picture of something in an expected way and then in an unexpected way.
The point of the class is to help him learn to make his work more memorable.
Anyway, he asked me to help him with last week's assignment and I was only too
happy to be of assistance.
Anyway, I really don't understand what the boss ma'am is talking about. Okay, maybe it isn't fine art, but I am fairly gorgeous even if I do say so myself. (But it is okay for you to say too if you want.)
So
then he does this for his unexpected. Well, I don't know what she thought
was so weird about this. Granted, that is a rather large serving for one
sitting, but I'd LOVE to be able eat my fill. Maybe she thinks that he
should have went with a chardonnay instead of a cabernet sauvignon.
But I was pretty sure that reds went with beef. Well, what do I know - I
just have water with my rawhides.
Well, that's about it for today. I'll bark at you all later.