You know, it's kinda hard being a canine blogger. Sometimes, I just feel like I don't have what to say. I mean, there's only so much you can write about the merits of a good bone or chunks of margarine.
On the other hand, I know my loyal readers are waiting for my next dose of brilliance, and I hate to disappoint. The big change going on in my life is that Leah's pregnant. This mainly means that she whines more about taking me out and that she sleeps more during the day. She also periodically talks to the little guy (or girl - I know but I'm not telling anyone, not even Leah. Us dogs just know these things.) and calls it Poogle.
Of course, whenever she starts saying "Poo...." then I think she's going to talk to me, but noooo...she wants to talk to Poogle. Hello, it's not like 'Poogle' even understands what she says. I mean, me... sure I'm not much of a talker, but I can understand stuff.
But that's life. Since I don't talk, I don't get a say in anything. It's hard being a Poofy dog!
Anyway, here's a picture of some dogs Leah met in Philadelphia. The big one is a Golden Doodle - a Golden Retriever mixed with Standard Poodle. She really liked it.
Have a great day, folks!
Poofy Dog
2 comments:
Poofy, my dear... You should know that Leah loves you and that when the baby comes you'll have something new to sniff... and babies smell pretty good :-)
I know all about babies. They smell great on top, milky around the mouth, and pretty funky around the rear. -Poofy
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