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waggy tales

my new name is d.s.

short for d***b s**t! and mom didn't even give it to me...

it all started on sunday, memorial day weekend, when mom decided it was a good idea to walk me and desi off leash. she just doesn't get it, does she? (so who should really be named d.s.? but i digress.) desi, the goody-goody, came back to mom right away (to be fair, mom took us to a park at sunset when no one was around, thinking that we needed some leg-stretching time. and i *do* have way too much energy for one doggy.)

not ME! oh no, i gave mom a good run for her money, running back and forth past her, just fast enough so that she couldn't grab my collar and catch me. HA! and then, when we got back down the path to the car park, i wanted to see if i could give those CARS a run for their money! and guess what, big as they are, THEY KEPT STOPPING!

of course mom kept having mini-heart-attacks but what did i care? i was FREE as a bird! one BIG CAR stopped just in time for two nice ladies to come join the fun. and then it was that i got my new name ;)

i wouldn't come to them either! and when they asked what my name was, and mom told them, the younger lady gave me d.s. mom still calls me by it from time to time. though i think she's learned her lesson, and i doubt if i'll get off-the-leash walkies ever again.

*sigh* i guess my only fun will have to remain grabbing the mousies under the shed out back. WOOF!

i LOOOOVVVE POOP!

this entry may not be for delicate ears, but i can't help it: i am dog! hear me growl! and SMELL me STINK! mommy was too slow on sunday, and did i RUN or what? desi-dog and i got out, but desi's been getting slow on me. i had to leave her in the dust; there were too many piles about! the fun was out there to be HAD! and ROLLED in! doggie perfume, mmm mmmm MM!

'course dad washed me down, while mom hollered about the stink when i finally made my way home. i don't know what she gets so distracted for. then when my perfumed remained (well, i HAD to share with mom the delightful scent, didn't i?) and she got over the fact that dad had only dented my hard-won bouquet, well -- she scooped me up and back into the tub! guess the poop bits left on my ears were a little too much for her. *sigh* i don't know how to get rid of the peppermint-lemon scents she tried to rub the poop smell out with. unless, of course, i can get back OUT THAT DOOR....

phew!

the bad news: desi's not mom's sister's favorite dog anymore. the good news: desi's losing weight / gaining favor in mom's eyes. i guess mom's forgiven her for the cat incident. and though mom can't seem to lose the weight, desi can! it helps that mom's walking us every day, just about, now. and i've gotten REAL good at my trick of walking over to the leashes and letting mom know IT'S TIME FOR WALKIES. mom's always telling me how much i tickle her and i'm glad to oblige.