Looking for a New Dog House
Wassup?
Zack here taking a break from hanging with my posse to give a little update.
It's been a dog's life--lots of tail wagging adventures, long afternoon naps and sniffs galore.
My sis Moomba is getting quite big and fiesty. We celebrated (or should I say she celebrated) her 10 month birthday last week.
I of course have been an awesome big brother showing her the ropes..."put head on lap and give them the doe eyes for lots of pets and coos", "fain deafness when you get a good sniff at Fort Fun and they want you to come back", "never, repeat never, get near your big brother while napping".
All and all times have been pretty good.
We are in the process of looking for a new dog house though so I've had my moments of stress, particularly when my favorite chair that gave me a birdseye view of the city suddenly disappeared out the door into a big blue box that Mom referred to as "the storage container"...whatever the heck that is. I'm not a fan of the "blue box" though because it has suddenly vanished with a few of my household necessities.
Hopefully we'll find our new dog house soon though so my prized possessions can return to their rightful place...with me!
Well I need to go parole the yard and make sure there are none of those nasty gang related cats nearby.
Hope your water bowl is maxed and your chewies are off the hook.
Paws Out,
Zack
Zack here taking a break from hanging with my posse to give a little update.
It's been a dog's life--lots of tail wagging adventures, long afternoon naps and sniffs galore.
My sis Moomba is getting quite big and fiesty. We celebrated (or should I say she celebrated) her 10 month birthday last week.
I of course have been an awesome big brother showing her the ropes..."put head on lap and give them the doe eyes for lots of pets and coos", "fain deafness when you get a good sniff at Fort Fun and they want you to come back", "never, repeat never, get near your big brother while napping".
All and all times have been pretty good.
We are in the process of looking for a new dog house though so I've had my moments of stress, particularly when my favorite chair that gave me a birdseye view of the city suddenly disappeared out the door into a big blue box that Mom referred to as "the storage container"...whatever the heck that is. I'm not a fan of the "blue box" though because it has suddenly vanished with a few of my household necessities.
Hopefully we'll find our new dog house soon though so my prized possessions can return to their rightful place...with me!
Well I need to go parole the yard and make sure there are none of those nasty gang related cats nearby.
Hope your water bowl is maxed and your chewies are off the hook.
Paws Out,
Zack
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