It’s
much more of the same with Mamaw…she’s so darned busy there just doesn’t seem
to be enough time for my blog. I got company this weekend—it’s Senator Weiner.
Mamaw named him that last year cause the story broke the weekend she was dog sittin
him. His real name is Maxi (a big long German name) and he loves to come stay
with us. He has to be in the kennel all day while his mommy works but Mamaw lets
him stay out—just like me.
Now,
he’s okay—don’t get me wrong. I find myself spendin my evenings more with Poppy
but why not; he’s always there for me. And Mamaw feels that she needs to give
him some lovin too with his mommy gone so we’ve worked it out.
We
wanted to invite Dallas over to play but when Mamaw took Senator Weiner out
last evening, he was gonna bite Dallas! So, course that didn’t turn out
but she’s really good at hookin us both up to our leashes and takin us both out
at the same time. She even stays outside for quite a little while afore we have
ta come back in.
Mamaw
is always wantin to play ball with me and I’m simply not interested. I think it
is a stupid game that just wears me out runnin back and forth while she just
stands there and waits for me. Now—that’s not the way it works for the “weiner
man.” He will run and get the ball and bring it back to her and she says, “Good
boy, good boy.” I think that’s how she thinks she’ll get me roped into playin
ball with her but I wouldn’t hold my breath if it’s up to me.
There’s
two chairs in our livin room that NO DOGS are supposed to sit in. Mamaw says
that’s because the people who visit and don’t like dogs shouldn’t have to sit
in their hair. Well, today by golly, Senator Weiner just jumped right up into
her lap while she was sittin in the chair. And she didn’t even make him get
down…so I did it tonight just to see if she was gonna be fair…she was J.
Mamaw
seems to be more content stayin at home more now. Well, she’s real busy with
all of that writin, editin and stuff! But on top of that, she goes to do her
aqua therapy two times a week. She’s tryin real hard to stay healthy…and I help
her all I can, if ya know what I mean?
Tomorrow
I’ll have some pictures of Senator Weiner so you can see what a weird little
guy he is. He is a WEINER DOG ya know, and we get along famously!
Talk
to ya tomorrow—ya hear me?
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