A transplanted Floridian calls it as he sees it...

I promise to tell all! I'll be as rufff as I have to.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

It's the weekend!

Yay.

Finally a day with Mommy and Daddy both home. It's been lonely around here. Mommy's new job seems to be keeping her really busy. She leaves bright and early and actually gets home AFTER Daddy.

He comes home and feeds us, which is good, but he never does it right. There are no songs or dances. We don't prance around and play games. I miss my Mommy.

There's not much to report here really. It's pretty boring. I heard Daddy tell Mommy we're going to Bird's Hill Park tomorrow but I'll believe that when I see it. We went roller blading last weekend. That was cool.

Smudgie didn't go blading though. Mommy and Daddy took him to something called a show and shine. He says he walked for HOURS (I think he really did this time) while Mommy and Daddy looked at pretty old cars. Smudgie said that the people liked him a lot, but it was too much exercise for him. He grumbled a lot.

Gulpy went too. (That's our special water bottle.) Smudgie says he was so hot and tired that he finished off a whole gulpy AND drank Mommy's Coke slurpee. I can't imagine why anyone would want to give Smudgie caffeine. Although, now that I think about it, he is pretty lazy. Maybe it would help give him a little energy.

Anyway, that's about it for now. Sorry I haven't been posting lately, but life here is just plain boring.

I wish my Mommy would stay home like she did this summer. I miss her. And I don't want to complain, but Daddy needs to learn the songs she uses with us. Why would I want to take a pill without the special song? I wouldn't.

And Daddy's always mad that I spit out my pill. I don't for Mommy, because SHE knows the song. (Just a spoonful of cookie helps the medicine go down, the medicine go do--own, the medicine go down....just a spoon full of cookie helps the medicine go do-own....in the most delightful dog.) How hard is that to sing?

Take care all, and spend time with your four footed furry loved ones. They need you.

Lone(ly) Wolf Rudy

1 comment:

  1. Please don't tell Tonks and Luna that there are songs to go with pills. Right now they take them without a musical number- You're a lucky dog to get dinner AND a floor show!

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