Mom and Dad, did you know about the Warrior Games in Colorado Springs? I'm so proud Dad is a veteran! Guess what? It snowed again today! Just a few flakes. And there's more snow coming! I love Colorado! Emmy lay down on the floor with us and took pictures. I don't like cameras, but she took a nice picture of me. It's hard to do, 'cause Tully and I run away when we see a camera.
I'm glad your cold is better, Mom. If you had snuck me on the ship I could lick it away!
TULLY says . . .
The regularity of my digestive system still leaves a little to be desired, which is why I was grateful that the sitter left the dog door open last night. Because I am certain she will inform on me—she seems that type—I will confess that I lap the water under the ladder on the patio. The sitter caught me in the act, and plans to do her best to stop me in the future.
I have so little fun. The dog sitter initiates Play, but she is interminably slow and objects when my teeth get too close to her thigh. How can I help but have contact--the briefest of contact, I assure you--with her leg when it is (ahem) a trifle large?
Oh dear. The sitter became so involved in helping me with this post that she burned her chicken. Undoubtedly you can smell it thousands of miles away. Let's just say I won't be begging tonight.
Well, maybe a little.
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