Hi Dobie here.
My human is busy today doing whatever it is that takes her out of the house. I usually end up in my crate when she leaves, but not today. So, I thought I would lend a paw here on this blogy thing. Nope, I didn’t ask her if it was okay. Hope she doesn’t get mad cause when she does-Zowweee- I usually end up outside.
We went walking early today. I saw a bunch deer and a cat. Was real close to that cat, but my human wouldn’t let me at it. Dang. Did you know that deer snort? Yeah, they snort at me all the time and flick their fancy little white tails. But, then they run like banshees-He He. I scare those little suckers.
I had the same old stuff for breakfast-dry crunchy pellets of brown. But, my human gives me these peanut butter things. I love those. I only get one in the morning and one in the evening. Wish she would give them to me all day long. I just LOVE those things. I heard her talking to my Gram. Did I mention that Gram is wonderful? She slips me stuff every time she opens that box that is cold inside. I LOVE her.
Where was I? Oh yeah-she was talking to Gram about my peanut butter things. She told Gram that the peanut butter “cookie”-that is what she called it-was good for me and for Gram’s yard. I didn’t mention that we are visiting Gram did I. I like it here ‘cause of the deer. I’m gonna catch that cat one day.
Anyway, she said the peanut butter cookie does something to my pee. Whoa there-what exactly does it do? Maybe I don’t like those “cookies” after all. She said it keeps my pee from turning Gram’s yard yellow. Whew-that’s all. Well okay I’ll keep eating those cookies. I wondered why the box the cookies come in looked like grass. That explains it. I wish I could read, then I would tell you what the box said. My human muttered something the other day about getting more “grass savers” so Gram’s yard doesn’t get spoiled. Maybe that had something to do with it.
Oh gotta go. I hear the garage door. I need to act like I don’t care. Been fun talking with you. Hope we can do it again soon.
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