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| Taking a codger break to get our bearings. |
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| Home Bud, find the way home! |
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| Home? What's home? Now where'd I put that? |
If we can hang on until Sunday evening when Lorna returns from her latest West Coast adventure, Bud and I will again prove that two old dogs can survive for a few days with neither a car for transportation nor a woman for guidance. It's been rough and rocky traveling, but I think we're over the hump and it should be a downhill run now. Bud has been generally worthless. Lassie he ain't. He's blind, deaf, stupid and he has no thumbs. I have to say, he has not pulled his weight through this, neither in leaf removal, house cleaning, nor food preparation. But what he can do - wagging, woofing, eating and sun napping, he does well, and with good humor. Overall he's been good company, during this, our time in the domestic wilderness.
6 comments:
This was great! Had my first BIG laugh of the day. It "almost" makes me want a dog, the kind that wags, woofs, naps and has good humor. But, I think I'll stick to my fur babies, they can poop without me having to be home..
Debb
The trouble with a kitten is that when it grows up, it's always a cat.
How can you judge? You haven't been stuck in the Old mine yet.
I have one of these weekends coming up. I'm lucky in that I only seem to get my guys alone for long weekends... at the end, they're just as tired of me as I am of them. And yes, they don't help much either. Three days seem to be about our limit!
He's a pug, what can you expect? Too bad he can't meet Sonia, my not-so-smart puglet. :)
pugs are funny
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