|Disapprovin' Corgi Look|
Boy, am I peeved. Not only is it still rainin', but yesterday I missed all the
action. I know. You're wonderin' just what the heck I'm even talkin' about.
There was all kinds of activity around this place again. I can't give you details
yet, but I'm seriously feelin' like that golden Retriever in the Bush's Baked Beans
commercial. I'm bustin' at the seams to tell you, but Mom swore me to secrecy.
Mom said I could share one picture today. Here it is. Doesn't tell you much, does it?
You're wonderin' where I was durin' all this activity, too, aren't you? You'd think I'd
be right in the thick of it...supervisin' and givin' these guys directions and stuff, right?
Here's where they put me. Waaaayyy back here. I could see a lot of
what they were up to, but there were no treats, pets or snuggles.
I was told to hang out here so I didn't get stepped on, but HEY!! I'm
a herdin' dog. We were bred to herd ducks, sheep and COWS even!
We know how to stay out of the way. What a stinkin' lame excuse!
So, I don't have any cool outside pictures to show you 'cuz of the crummy
weather, and I can't show you what was goin' on in the house 'cuz it's secret.
I complained to Mom and she promised (PROMISED) that we're gonna do
somethin' extra special for next week. I've got a reputation to uphold, after all.
I guess a guy's gotta almost file a formal protest to get attention around here.
Well, I'm gonna give her a list of grievances and a list of things I think we
should do together this week. I'm even curious to see just what I write
about next Tuesday. I hope you'll come back again! 'til then...
"Bark Like Ya Mean It!"