City - Plymouth State - MN Country - United States
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Another in my series of doggie treats for my devoted readers/viewers:
My, my so nice to hear from you Bent-ta-reno. Dude, what is up with the phony British accent and story. Like man, you live six blocks away in a suburb of Minneapolis. The only English culture you enjoyed was the time you ate half of the third book in the Harry Potter series. And I see you drive by in the Honda Accord, with your tongue and head sticking out, like you got a Bentley you delusional numbskull. Furthermore.. ., wait is that the hot little Westie, Daisy, from down the street??… oh boy, oh boy, (numerous woofs)…. I’m back, she didn’t linger long. So where was I, oh yes, so you are you trying to fool. Your biggest accomplishment is gaining 120 pounds before your first birthday you trans fat goobling goof. Steak tar tar, what the heck is that anyway…O I know you dumpster dive after midnight snacks and lay waste to your owners raspberry patch.
Also let me inform your royal- spoiler- of- green lawns, that the name is no longer Cuddles but Boomer. This took some of my best efforts, but after the second doggie bed with Cuddles embroidered into the cover was torn into tiny pieces of polyester and fleece particles, my owners decided maybe my name was an issue. I mean… hello, do I look like a Cuddles to you. Don’t answer that one Bent- turd. Hey, hang on….. I got to visit the special yard area, really, really bad, … hey will someone get the door, I SAID HELP HERE…. PLLLLLLLLLLLLLLweeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaseeeeeeeeeeeee…..
Sorry, but that was close, and some darn good sniffs out in my special area. Anyway it took a little while for my owners to come up with a new name but inspiration hit them when I took out the back screen door. I mean heck it was a squirrel giving me grief in my own back yard, the home of the special area. It did make a nice boom when I hit the door clocked at about 40 mph. Boomer, it just feels right.
And my bestest brother, Puppy #5, and I are back in el communicoto, that’s communication for your information Mr. Cashmere toy that is really plastic… His new name is Marley. His owners have a book name after him, which they often reference. Sometimes they laugh and laugh and other times they point at him and nod their head up and down in an odd manner after they read a section of his book. I get together with Marley and we romp and roll around just like the prison days of old. Mom sent me a birthday card, so I know her real feelings, hope you didn’t eat too much Godiva over your lies, or was it just an old Baby Ruth bar you found in your neighbors trash, ol’ boy.
I hear Mom is having us over soon, we’ll talk then me boy…oops I see the leash coming out… I’m outta here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Means alot that I have been dog approved on the name change.
If you can spare some time my portfolio "Every picture tells the story" has the other five in the doggie series, start from the earliest post "Puppy pile" to get the narrative flow. I am testing the waters of doing a book based on these stories I do... the other series is Art Shack but that really would take some time, unless you read fast. If you enjoy my off kilter humor you may not suffer much. Love your website and SFran shots, great part of the world, reading Crack in the Earth about the 1906 quake, seems to be an interesting read. I own a black lab, named Junior and he is featured once in the Every Picture portfolio once. If you have any interest in collaboration on your pet photo work and my writing let me know. email:
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