Just…Really.

You know....

I swear they put sedatives in vaccines, The Puppy was stoned for the rest of the day. She didn’t even bark at the nosy neighbor dog when she caught it standing in our driveway. Not that she would bark, The Puppy is a Ninja in her own right, you don’t know she’s there until it’s too late for crime. And the nosy neighbor dog’s woman is a total trespasser.

To All The Good Smells

SNIFF SNIFF
The Puppy is running low on boyfriends. Last month the world lost the unique talents of Gizmo the Protector, a furry dude who took his job so seriously he wouldn’t let anyone reach past him to ring the doorbell of his house to alert his family he’d scaled the barbecue again. I had the honor of spending a summer evening with Gizmo, strangely laid back as a guest in my yard. Once he was back with his family he quickly forgot our affair and I assume told me to step back. Gizmo enjoyed digging and wrestling and showing everyone his Cujo impression. He was preceded to the great big yard by his brother Fidget, who was a classy little guy.

The Puppy literally has one boyfriend left on the block.

The Woman’s buttpuffs really do bring all the boys to the yard, OMG.

Curds of Wisdom!

RIP Fidget and Famous
Fidget and Famous were awesome neighbor dogs from two ends of the street, they never tried to eat us and lived long epic lives. All hail Fidget and Famous fureverrrrr!

(Tomorrow’s also eight years since The Woman left us and I’d like to think they had a grand old time sniffing each other as they were all great friends.  ENJOY THE CHEESE.)