I’ve barked you before, I am not your foot warmer. I know my belly is warmer than your feet but… Is that why you and mommy make me sleep at the foot of the bed? What a way to thank me for insuring you get your Physical Therapy.
We’ve had our walk and have all gone back to bed. I’m asleep dreaming about chasing rabbits across a white field of snow we are running to-and-fro when!
I’m rudely awoken as ten ice cubes are placed hard against my tummy. Not the best way to be woken.
Daddy you always say “Yucky Licky!” whenever I give you a lick (kiss). If it’s OK for you to use me as a foot warmer, then I’m going to assume that it’s OK for me to give you licks. Turn about as they say is “fair play”.
Speaking of snow, the mountains up here are full of it. I told daddy that we need to run up there so I can play. It’s been too long and despite what daddy says rain is not just melted snow. For one thing rain is clear and wet while snow is white and fluffy. I’m not some dummy I know the different and I wish Mother Nature would stop throwing baths in my face. Throw snow instead. I love snow. The only good use for water is drinking and daddy’s cooking with it. My sister Autumn has never seen snow. She’s always excited to try new things. Autumn agrees we need to go up to the mountains and play in the snow. I guess we need to bark with Tonka about it and see what he thinks. We dogs could hold a party of our own.
Today is Thanksgiving day. If our people can have a special days of partying and pigging out.
We dogs should be able to as well. Daddy just needs to take us up to the mountain. The SUV renamed Stupid Ugly Vehicle is big enough to take us all up there. There’s even room for a bunch of treats for all of us.