Early this morning the lady took me to a dog park and I was an angel. No one was there at first, but this dog the lady called, "Hooch" came. The lady said he looked like a TV dog, whatever that is. He was great at first and we acted like dogs do, but then he picked up a ball and how was I supposed to know he was over the top protective of his ball? I came up to him like I had before and he tore in to me. Yep, I peed myself, but good grief, HE WAS HUGE and he took me right down to the ground and then just walked away. Okay dokay. Lesson learned. Don't go near dogs bigger than me when they have a ball in their mouth. Afterwards we ran around together, but I wasn't quite ready to be buddy best friends again.
Things have been crazy today. The house across the street is getting a new roof and there is all sorts of banging and hammering and people walking around. I have done my part and barked the entire day. She thought if she took me over there and introduced me to the men I would stop barking. She thought if she sat with me on the sidewalk across the street from them I would stop barking. No and no. She let me in the house and I was a quiet and very happy dog.
Right now the lady has me inside tied to the table. I don't really want to go into why she feel she has to do this, but I can kind of understand it. I really hate her cat and the feeling is mutual.
Titan I miss you sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!
ReplyDeleteI will come visit you this summer i promise
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