This is the time
of year everyone looks back to see if they have really accomplished anything
during the past 365 days. I was
discussing this with my Basset Hound, Bentley and our granddog, Pierre the
Westie earlier today. They both feel
that they had a very successful 2013. I
told them it would be fine if they shared their reflections of the past year in
today’s blog. I suggested they draw
straws to see who would go first but Bentley nixed that idea. Pierre thought he should go first since
technically he is a guest in our home. Bentley
said that was a lame reason and so it went back and forth. I told them we would go alphabetically which
meant Bentley first by either name or breed.
Sometimes, it is necessary to put my foot down with those two.
Pierre: Happy New Year everyone! I
am so excited to tell you how fabulous my 2013 has been. What?
Oh, Granma says I can’t give you an actual day-by-day account so I
suppose I will just touch on the highlights.
I started the year living with my mom in our apartment. It was just the two of us and we had a great
time together. We went to the Mardi Paw
parade with Bentley and Tucker. The
three of us looked so good. I am still a
bit miffed that I wasn’t on the news too but who understands the media. Anyway, my mom’s boyfriend asked her to marry
him. She discussed it with me and I told
her it would be fine. I’d love to have a
daddy and I knew it would make her very happy.
The thing was, he lives very far away on an Army base where it snows really
deep and gets in the sub-zero temperatures.
Now, I’m not saying I couldn’t handle that type of weather but I’m more
of a mid-sixties temp guy. I asked her if
I could stay with Granma and Papaw until they move to a more reasonable climate
next summer. I love my Papaw because he
gives me treats. I packed up my stuff
and made myself right at home with them.
It has been quite an experience.
I get to run in the back yard, play chase, and I have discovered these
furry animals that like me to terrorize them.
Granma calls them “squirrels.” I
sit at the back door and watch for them to climb down a tree. I kind of lose my mind when they get on the
ground. I run in a circle screaming
until they open the door, then I charge out and yell at those squirrels to get
out of my yard. They do too; they are
really scared of me. Bentley laughs at
me because he says I will never catch one but I keep trying. I’ve also discovered some underground
squirrels that papaw calls “moles.” I
try hard to dig them up but they have eluded me so far. I love to chase lizards but they have gone
away since it has gotten cold outside. I
miss them and I still check the monkey grass to make sure they aren’t just
hiding. I’m being spoiled here at my
grandparents’ house but they insist that is their job. Bentley is glad I am here because I get on
the couch all of the time and now he can get on the couch too. Before I moved in, dogs weren’t
allowed on
the furniture. I think that he owes me
one for that privilege. Well, I guess I’d
better go see if Bentley wants to go outside and bark for no apparent reason;
after all, it’s getting late.
A Howling Happy New Year to you! Hey Pierre, sub zero weather really isn't all that bad. We live in in a lot here in MN...had a walk at -9 this morning, quite refreshing, but since you are smaller, you might need a coat. Have fun getting spoiled before you move back home with your mom and dad.
ReplyDeleteThanks Emma, Happy New Year to you too! I can't believe that a coat has been invented that will keep a living creature warm at -9! BRRRR!! Of course, here in Bayou Country, our city closes down when we get snow flurries! LOL!
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