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Highway, or Mischa’s Jogging Jag
Cheez pizza I just remembered
something good! I got a phone message the other day. Mischa didn't tell me
until this morning caus she said it had been stuck in one of her rectangles
since Wednesday. So wow I didn't realize you could get your words all locked up
like they was in jail! So Luna called and he was tryin to visit, but since his
message went to jail, no one ever answered him.
You know, I'm really not sure if
Luna's a boy or a girl. He/she's so busy I just think he must be a boy. Them
boys run around with them inferiority complexes on account a they can't
really reproduce, and so it makes em all darty and pokey and up your b e h i n d
all the time. Well anyways that's one theory...
So, I guess today I'd like to
discuss Mischa's jogging jag. She's been after this now goin on a year and
ahalf a year. In the beginning I was goin with her everyday and the two mom's
routinely pointed while uttering the word svelt down at me.
But as they say things change. I
can't really remember when this happened but I get to go some days and other
days she darts out the door before I know what's happening. (Really I do know,
but I don't have time to tuck my ears back or turn my head from side to
side within eyeshot of her cause she's buzzin around the house too fast.)
And as they say... change is a good thing and a bad thing... like most things seem to
be in this world.
I'll say the bad first. The bad is
I have to stay at home while she's out sniffing a million new messages without
me. I feel left out and isolated at these moments. A dog needs to be in the
know, she needs to stay connected to her tribe, and my tribe leaves plenty a
notes out there for the findin but you gotta be let out to find them! Also my
stomach is starting to blow up again and even strangers now are discussin
propane tanks right I front a me. Some people got no manners is what I say! B
says some people are just straight talkin is all, but me and Mischa thinks its
best if them that's "straight talkin" just kept them blunt,
hard-on-the-ears and
hard–on-the-heart thoughts to
themselves.
Well enough of the bad news it
ain't good to dwell on it...
So here’s the good news and ...I
can't say when it began but ole Mischa ...she done upt the ante on the exercise
jag. So plenty a times we was out there and she had me on a leash (which you
can imagine how that made me feel!) and I'd be all nose to the ground, next
thing I knew she'd be clickin her tongue and yankin on me and she even raised
her voice more than once ..."Zoe let's go Zoooeee comon’ get a move-on
girl!" She'd yell back at me, all the while she'd be like joggin without
goin nowhere's... just hoppin up and down in-place. ( She looked silly but I didn't
say nothin cause I knew I was already on a thin rope, walkin, or something like
that.) Like I said i dont remember when but somewheres along the line, she
actually started to run, and that left me in the literal dust! Honestly this
ole gal can not keep up with her no
more.
So why is this the good news you
might ask. Well now I go out with her if and only if she's fixin on going to
the woods or to the beach, where dogs like me run free. So all in all an
excellent turn of events when you think about it. And just sayin, as much as I
do not DO NOT like water, ( or so I have convinced the moms of this) I LOVE
them fishy smells in the sand, and apparently every dog on the island feels the
same way, because there is such a clutter of messages down there, some days ya
can't get through but a tiny percentage of em.
Mischa says it’s like an
information highway for pups. So now I'm on two highways, cause I got internet
connection wherever I go...and beaches all around me too.
Hey you know I got to mention this
one last thing then I gotta run. I'm supposed to be writin all this out long
hand, but I could not get a good grip on that stick, with my paw, I mean, and
so I kept tryin to adjust it, then pne thing led to another and ....I CHEWED IT!
Mischa wasn't too happy about that, she muttered, but it was under her breath...
and that's when she ran outta the room and came back in with the iPad!
So speaking of stayin connected I'm
gonna go see what them two Brit dogs with the frufru haircuts is up too,
they're my neighbors to the right, later.
Sent from my iPad
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