Woof!
It's been a sunny and lazy day in the neighborhood. I've seen my pal Half Tail twice and we communicated through the screen door today which was a new experience. I could feel Half Tails nose against mine -- Half Tail stands up and I lie down so we can be nose to nose and stare into each others eyes -- and it felt soft and a bit wet and very small. Half Tail is my best friend unless I'm running free outside and hear the nieghbor's dogs barking. All bets are off then and I race for the now muddy path my Dad and I made through the woods so I can visit them without having to have my harness on and walked to their home. It's a muddy and mucky path at the moment, but what is a little mud between friends when it means I get to race around with Wyatt?
Dad had errands to do this morning so he took me along. Mom discovered the back seat cup holders in the middle of the seat on the backside of the storage console in front are just the right height for me to drink out of a cup of fresh cool water so I can have a drink any time I want now. I wish they would fill the cup with milk or orange juice which are favorites with me, but Mom says a little is okay, but too much would not be good for me so, alas, it is always water in the car. I guess I should be grateful for water and thank Mom instead of complaining.
Dad and I stopped at Planet Dog to get more dog food -- my favorite kind, not the type they used to buy me that contained tiny pellets of vitamins that ressembled freeze dried blueberries. I used to pick every one of those vitamins out and toss them into the air eating only the dog food. After stepping on the sharp little pellets with bare feet and weeks of having to sweep up the pellets I tossed randomly, they stopped buying that brand of food and went to another kind that is also suppose to be good for me. I like this food much better. I barked when we passed by the display of pig ears and Dad was a good boy because he stopped to buy another supply.
My Mom's friend, Patty, wants to know what they taste like and why I like them so much that I almost turn myself inside out when I see one coming out of the treat jar. First, Patty, they look exactly like a pig's ear except they are dried -- like when they dry banana slices and they come out like hard little chips. They smell kind of like bacon except maybe not as nice for humans, and they taste like I would think freeze dried bacon might taste like except saltier and very crunchy. When I'm very good I get one and take it into my crate so I can eat it with pleasure and gusto ... enjoying every cracking crunch that echoes throughout the room. I'm in dog heaven and that is what eating a pig's ear is all about.
Time to take a nap.
Love with a pooch smooch, Ollie
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