The Good, The Bad, & The Doxies (with apologies to clint eastwood)
September 3rd 2009 2:25 pm
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That's what they say. Can't prove it by my mom though! Yesterday mom decided to take some pictures of me in our little plastic swimming pool. She put it up yesterday morning....and I promptly got in and out through out the day. It is as hot as the surface of the sun right now...and it felt good. She never really got the photo she wanted.....I couldn't sit still without jumping in the water, and the photo challenge was near water not IN water. Oh well. After a tough day of posing...and heat I spent the rest of the day and evening resting. After my bedtime snack and stroll around the yard, I retired with Helga to our crate. Until around 11:45pm...about 15 minutes after mom went to sleep. Frantic urgent bark...I need to go out. And I did have to go!!! Back to the crate....mom settled back in bed; 5 minutes later, frantic bark again. She lets me out and after strolling the backyard leisurely while mom muttered....I did manage to go again. BOL! Mom ushered me unceremoniously into the house and into my crate, shutting the door a little harder than I thought necessary...but oh well! I waited a few minutes.....frantic urgent I HAVE TO GO NOW bark once again. Now, mom did not just fall off the turnip truck....but on the off chance my tummy was having a problem, she got up once again. She opened the patio door and I raced across the patio & across the lawn as if the hounds of hell were after me....and jumped straight into the pool. The moonlight shimmering on my shiny black fur, the cool water, the quiet....well almost quiet. Mom was making some kind of hissing noise like air out of a tire. I think she was yelling quietly....there was enough moonlight to read her face...and it was not good. I was unceremoniously dried and put back in my crate...where I cried pitifully. Beaten...she opened the crate stumbled back to bed and slept with 2 Dachshunds....one slightly damp and smelling like wet dog!!
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