A.M. POST
DIVA says . . .
It's morning! The sun is out! It frosted last night! We had a great walk. Emmy always brings her camera. I don't know how she juggles two leashes, poop bags, and her camera, especially since Tully and I walk on opposite sides of her and like to switch sides. Often. Have a fun day, Mom and Dad!
P.M POST
TULLY says . . .
Today was yet another day that Diva and I were left alone. To be fair, the dog sitter fulfilled her obligations of breakfast, walks, snacks, and Playtime, but fell short on patting. stroking, and cooing. To her credit, she returned with the smell of numerous canines—even equines—on her person.
Mom and Dad, you must speak to the sitter about her incessant picture taking. Today she placed her camera on a mailbox and took a time-delayed photo of the three of us. But look who I'm talking to—you'll probably like the picture.
DIVA says . . .
Hi, Mom and Dad! Tully and I had a great day! We napped, tussled, barked at the wind, and licked our paws. Emmy visited the Budweiser Clydesdales. I don't know what those are, but she smelled great. Speaking of smells, Emmy broke one of Mom's perfume samples. She's really sorry. She cleaned up the floor so Tully and I wouldn't cut ourselves. The good news is, the bathroom smells wonderful!
I'm glad you liked Liz-bun. What did you buy me?
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