Funny Dog Chronicles
2006-11-18
Charmer
I've been a busy artist doggie. I've been making all kinds of interesting sculptures from trash, toilet paper, and Tupperware lids. If humanoids don't want their precious Tupperware destroyed, they need to learn to lock it up. Lock it up good.
And I have been on the receiving end of severe chastisement for such activities. So much chastisement that I have been getting under the covers of poolagirl's bed where those other pesky humanoids cannot find me. Poola has raised dogs before and she knows scolding doesn't do a bit of good. Sometimes, she even laughs....but always quietly so she doesn't get into trouble too. We sort of chuckle together when a booming voice yells out, "Tucker, what did you DO?"
Yeah yeah.....whatever. Let 'em yell. I know my good looks will always win out in the end - or that baleful look I can muster when I am coyly placing my head in someone's lap. I've got it down. Charmer. That's me.
4:19 p.m.
