GO FISH, GAZ
Gaz, Wait For Me, I Want To Go On The Boat
Woof, kids!
- Just an ordinary Wednesday 'round the condo. Usual routine...walks in the park and over the river, rides in the car to places here and yon. Yawn! Wake me when it's Friday, okay?
- Now, while it's same old-same old for the Diva Dog. Gaz, that hound, is hanging on some fab boat today. Fishing and doing guy stuff. He left me here with Moolie without a second thought. Man, I can just imagine myself out there zooming and groovin' on the water. Better yet, lounging on deck with some cool doggie-drink (Gretch, I must keep my faves a secret) in paw. I will admit that I'm not pouting too much, as Gaz hasn't had a day like this for a LONG time and I hope he catches a really big fish or whatever goes on out there.
- Wait, I do want to tell you some pretty trivial news, well, it's a slow week on the tenth floor. I won't say boring, but I could. Moolie was at PetSmart yesterday and couldn't find anything better to buy, so she got an attachment for my leash. Hot pink it is and it holds plastic bags for doggie-biz. Think I've mentioned before that Gaz and Moolie are absolute FANATICS about picking up my stuff. Now my biz is small, imagine a Tootsie Roll...oh, hope I'm not being too graphic and forever ruining that partik candy delight for you. Oops! Anyway, my leash is rocking some hot pink plastic...livin' large...that's us. Mutts, if you need a loan while out there on the grassy knoll...just howl at me...I'm a giver and happy to share and keep the universe sparkling clean. Yep.
- Bark at me...bet you can't top having hot pink plastic biz-bags!!!!
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