Thought I’d be back sooner, dog-blogging, but guess what? The Dog-Ma brought home another dog!
Here we go again. This happened to me once before. First, she puts me in the car and we go to a weird place, and I meet a dog. You know, sniff his butt, hang out for a bit, nothing major.
Next thing I know, that butt I sniffed is coming through MY front door!
Hello? Excuse me? Do I get a vote here?
Do we live in a democracy, or what?!
That was Gadget. Now it's one month since the other new guy got here, and there’s too much to tell. Frankly, I’m a bit exhausted, so I’ll give over the rest of today’s blog to the new kid and let him tell you his story.
See you round,
I like you, do you like me?
I know I said that already, but that’s just my personality.
Hi! There, I did it again.
I’m trying to stay out of the way, but there are cars everywhere. I’m in traffic, out, so I grab some sidewalk and start running.
Then out of nowhere, this car stops, and a lady hops out.
She says it in this super-happy voice, and I’m like, “Do I know you?!”
And she’s like, “Good boy! Good doggie! Hi Sweetie!”
This was confusing, but not in a bad way, so I stopped running.
Next thing I know, the lady’s gone to her car and come back with something in her hand. She breaks off a piece of it and throws it at me.
I back away, because ya know, maybe it’s a bomb. But then I catch a whiff.
I’m down for that and slink forward and gobble it up and start to run away again.
“Hey, Sweetie, GOOD boy!” This lady is really excited, and she lobs another peanut butter bomb in my direction, so I’m like, “OK, if you’re throwing it away.”
We go on like this for a while. Meanwhile, the lady has jumped into her car to put on blinking lights and there are still all kinds of cars whizzing by, but we’ve got kind of rhythm going with the peanut butter thing.
She gets out a plastic thing that doesn’t smell like it would taste very good, and starts talking to it. “Where? How far is that? OK. Thanks.” She doesn’t use her happy voice for the plastic thing, so I’m starting to feel special.
So now I’m really into getting closer to the car, because she keeps moving further onto the back seat so eventually I just climb in so I can get more apple. I’m nervous, but more hungry than nervous.
I give her a big kiss and then she leaves me at that place.
Then the lady came back with these two other dogs. A German Shepherd who’s a little standoffish but smells divine, and a young frisky guy I could see might be
pal-material. He’s just a few months older than me.
Me? I’m coming up on one year of life. I am filled with youthful exuberance. YEAH!
So, the lady took me home.
That’s just how it is.
Nice to meet you.