Minuet On A Walk In The Woods

December 15, 2009

A Walk in The Woods

Bew Dog Network

December 15, 2009

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U2 Way in New York City

U2 Way in New York City

Judge Nance handed down the guilty verdict today: No mercy for Min.

“You will be sentenced to lick the feet of Bernard Maddoff for seven years for the crime of biting the hand that feeds you” announced the Judge today.

Unless, of course, you wish to sit on the sofa on your blankie instead. OK. Case Dismissed.

Last night I was enthralled within the black hole of links on twitter. Suddenly I realized that it was after midnight and my bare feet were freezing. I pattered up to bed and pulled back the covers. Suddenly a wild growling animal was upon my right hand and SHOCK. It was Minuet biting me in the dark-no not just a nip.She drew blood. So Minuet may not be returning to work as a blogger. She will have to go on trial for assault and battery. In my courtroom,uh kitchen. Punishment will be sleep in a cage downstairs. And community service. Suspended sentence for good behavior.

The Winter Riddler

March 3, 2009

It comes in the night, it is white and cold,  it turns a lovely yellow color when dogs piss on it…. What IS IT? Snow Snow Snow all over the roads, allover the houses and cars, all over everything making it impossible to walk the dog.

Next Riddle : It comes in the night, it starts out white then turns a lovely yellow color when the damn dog pisses on it. What could it be? My wall to wall carpet that’s what Minuet.

I love you Mini but I will be so happy when you die because I will be able to own a white carpet again. Come here and give me a big lick on the mouth Yech And you have bad breathe and parasites too.

February 22, 2009

Sunday Walk Today

Sunday Walk Today

Yesterday, I got blueberry muffins and scambled eggs for breakfast,

Today, DOG FOOD.

It isn’t my fault.

I throw up on anything that is in the way.

Watch out people.

I miss my brothers

February 13, 2009

I miss my human brothers. Taking walks does not ease my sorrow. When will they return?’ Dad gives me food, Mom gives me hugs which I hate, but nothing compares to the warm under cover snuggling of my brothers.

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