January 8th 2010 6:12 am
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Hey, pups, I have been very busy and am now taking a short bark break. I got several cool pressies fur Christmas. One was a Snuggie, which is soft and fleecy, and I just love fleece! I got some Dingoes and doggie cookies, which are all so tasty. My furvorite was a Dachsie hot dog squeaker toy. Unfurtunately, I gnawed a hole in it in about ten minutes.
Humama took it to P-E-T-S-M-A-R-T to exchange fur another toy. It is always a challenge to find great toys fur me! I adore chew toys, and I have several of these. But squeakers are just divine, and espawcially hard to find, given my tendency to chew and shred. Howlever, the afurmentioned store, which I dare not actually name because I will go into zoomies and fits of joyous barking, carries a line of basically tough and nearly-indestructible squeaker toys. Humama chose a small green baseball squeaker fur me.
Boy, is it the BEST! It is like my furvorite toy... EVER! I am an official fetchaholic! Hudad took it away at bedtime the furst night, and I refused to go upstairs to bed with the boys. Instead, I stayed downstairs and whined and barked at Humama to give me the ball. She went to bed, and I gave up fur the night.
The next day, I was the furst one up, which just never happens. I barked at Humama when she refused to give me my ball, mumbling something about not letting me have it until everyone was awake. Silly hoomans.
I even took my ball when I went out last night to 'do business'. I left it out there (hard to pooper and squeaker at the same time!) by accident. When I got back in the house, I looked everywhere fur my ball, and Humama and skinbro Ray even joined the search. Ray suggested looking outside. Humama turned on the porch light and looked on the landing, and lo and behold, there sat my beautiful green ball! I did a happy grrrl dance on the spot!
Well, now that we are on the second snow day (which I just LOVE!), I have hoomans to pawlay fetch with me. I hope they don't put my ball away when they go out! Humama mumbled something about my needing supervision with it fur awhile to make sure I don't accidentally shred it.
I need to go find me a sucker, er, hooman who will fetch with me! Stay warm, pups... until next time, reporting furom six inches high, I am your very own
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Hey Edie! That sounds like a marvelous time! Toys and the "shall-not-be-named" store!! Ooooo and the squeakery green ball of happiness!! Yippee!! Keep having fun and loving life!!