Uh, we smelled you all when mom the traitor got home. At least she brought something besides other dog smells this time. Deuce, I could tell that you and my mom had some bonding moments that made my tail wag. The good news is that the heifer named Ferret is gone, her crate is gone, gone, gone, gone. Mom has played with us all evening and might let us sleep with her if I didn't roll in anything (I did, but maybe she won't notice.)
I heard mom say she was coming back tomorrow sometime. SIGH...the Ferret scares me.
Yes, Maddie, I sent some kisses for you back with your mama. We had fun at the party. Did you know she brought YOUR beer, from YOUR party? I saw it, but I didn't get to drink any. Mom made me go home early. She's such a crabby party pooper. Who gives a crap about the yard, for dog's sake?
Charlie (Goosey) on May 17 at 05:22 PM