Monday, December 19, 2005

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.

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