Thursday, March 28, 2013
Gone - One Blue Frisbee
This is how I imagine myself chasing after a FRISBEE thrown by one of my Mommys. Look how jubilant I seem, how swift and in control. . . I am bound to catch that FRISBEE. . . .
Reality check. The darn thing just hits me in the nose - or the butt - or the noggin. I cannot cannot CANNOT catch it no matter how hard I try. So I am moving on to more PUG friendly activities like
CHANNEL SURFING - I am quite accomplished at being a couch potato
BED MUSSING - Blankets and pillows are putty in my hands
COUCH REARRANGING - Out pops ONE, TWO, THREE couch pillows
POST-BATH ZOOMIES - In the bath I am mild mannered and cooperative. Out of the bath ZOOOMM!
I have donated my BLUE FRISBEE to somepuggy I know will appreciate it - MAX, Auntie B's Son's Girlfriend's not-even-a-year-old GSD. He not only MASTERED the art of FRISBEE catching, but he has also mastered mangling them. I know it has gone to a good home - however temporary.
PeeEss: I WON!!!!! I won a prize by finding an EASTER EGG!!! Bunk at BUNKS BLOG is having an Easter Egg Hunt! Check it out. Loads of fun and lots of really neat prizes!!!!! THANKS BUNK!