So Mom’s been sharing all your Bourbon Trail adventures with me so far . . . been there, done that I say.
Anyway, I’m actually enjoying my laissez-faire days around Westport. True, Mom refuses to take me to the beach . . . she said she can finally walk around the house with no sand underfoot. And, she only throws the ball 20 times, not 200 like you do. But at least we’re up and out every morning in minutes – no cooling my heels for an hour while you primp and powder your feet. And I gotta admit, I was so happy to see you brought your weird iPod with you . . . thank God I get a break from Sugarland and
Taylor Swift. Plus I
don’t have to watch the Jets today!! Mom says she’s taking me on a second dog park run . . . anything to skip that game.
So don’t worry about me, Beagle Man . . . I’m/Mom’s doing just fine. Have fun!
Beagle Man and Ricky always have a lot to say, so I’ll just pipe up in The Duck Dog Speaks whenever I can.
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