spit it out!

Wail, I finally got my walkies.  In fact, I’ve had 2 walks since the last time I bloggered.  Yesterday, Kyle took me way down the road and back.  And today, we went way down the road, then kept goin’ all the way around the whole neighborhood.  It’s about a mile! I had on my harness with Christmas ribbons, and before we went I had a bath down at the vets.  

I'm very Happy to say that nobuddy had to pull any bones out of my throat today.  

Which reminds me, I gotta say to my buddy Moose up in Illinois don’t be eating stuff that’s not eatable, like Mike Wazowski.  It’s doesn’t do any good ta grab it, ‘cuz they aren’t gonna let you keep it.  

house dog

Wail, I just don’t know what to think. My Mommy and Daddy left this morning. Then Kyle came over and put my harness and leash on me, and I was so Happy. I was jumping all over the place. Then he put me in the pickup truck and we drove around lots of places, which was fun ‘cuz I like to smell the wind that comes in through the holes in front of my face, while I sit in the seat. But you know what? We never did get out and go for walkies.

Doesn’t that bite? Kyle always takes me for a walk, every day, until I got that thing stuck in my throat. Now I'm just a house dog again. But he said, “tomorrow,” so we’ll see.

I'm Happy

Hi Everybuddy. I'm Happy. I'm a pom dog. I live in California, an I have my own toys anna bed an a Mommy an Daddy. I like walkies and samwiches.

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