A Visiting We Did Go…

January 1st, 2010

Arrooooooooo-rrooooo-rrooooo.

Well, my dad took off with his girlfriend again, but I got to go this time. We drove and drove and drove…well, dad drove. I was tied up in the back seat and was really restless. I didn’t want to get in the truck, so dad had to pick me up and I made him use every bit of strength he had…aroooooooooo.

Like I said, we drove and drove and drove. About half-way driving we stopped to eat and I got me 2 cheeseburgers. I just love cheeseburgers. They satisfied me till we got to where we were going.

I met these other humans, but they was nice, pretty much. There was a him and her, and 2 little hers that are mean little critters sometimes. Well, truthfully…most of the time. There was lots of petting though, which I kinda liked…a lot. I like getting attention.

Let me tell you the real nightmare, and man I need Prozac after that. Dad and his girlfriend put me on a leash. She pulled and dad pushed. Next thing I knew I was going somewhere I didn’t wanna go…the basement. I didn’t see but one way in or out, and that was the stairs. Man I did NOT like those stairs. I ain’t been near them again this whole time we been here.

Oh yeah…I got sick one morning and tossed at both ends. Dad cleaned most of it up, but that her critter got on her hands and knees and I didn’t think she was ever gonna quit cleaning. That woman is a clean freak. Arroooooooooo. It’s ok though. She didn’t stay mad too long…just a day or two I guess.

Well, it has snowed. Not once, but twice. Snows ok as long as I don’t have to stay out in it too long. Well today some woman came to get her hair cut, and brought her little male critter hater. I had to spend a long time outside. It was rainy and cold, and I dug and dug and dug. I made sure dad had a real mess to clean up…well, off really, of me. I had mud everywhere, and he was not too happy about that. But I’m back in, as you can probably guess by me posting this here…Arrooooooooo.

We’re going home sometime soon, I hope. Visiting is ok, but all the snow and the Arctic wind reminds me too much of where I would be living if I was a wild wolf instead of the baby I really am…hehehe.

Oh well…I guess that’s all I got to talk about for now, so I’m gonna howl on outta here…Arroooooooooooo.

That’s the latest news from around here, but I’m sure I’ll have more for you soon.

Talk…er, howl at you next time…Arroooooooooooo…

Danger
Danger Speaks…
From the Zone

Where’s My Dad Gone Off to Now?

December 25th, 2007

Arooooooooo.

Well, my dad has gone off again this weekend.  He never tells me anything anymore…except when he’s here for a few days.  Then, I think he just talks to me because he’s bored.

I know where he’s at though.  He’s off with that girlfriend of his.  She did finally come see me, but she was stingy with her petting on me…Arooooooooooooo.  I wish he’d just marry her.  Maybe then I’d get to live with them, and wouldn’t be left alone here so much…Arooooooooo-roooooooo.

Well…like I said, dad’s gone again, and I’m left outside.  I got loose last weekend, but it didn’t last long.  That human traitor that I thought was my friend came and caught me.  Then I was back on the lead.

Well, I’m stuck outside.  Yes…outside.  And it’s cold than I’d like it to be too.  Good thing I got this fur coat to wear year round, huh?  I don’t get all that cold, but I sure stay warmer when I got a house to keep the wind off me.

I get fed better too.  I get some of what dad’s eating, most of the time.  He don’t get me the cheeseburgers anymore.  I think he thinks I enjoy them too much…Arooooooooo.

Oh well…I guess that’s all I got to talk about for now, so I’m gonna howl on outta here…Aroooooooooooo.

That’s the latest news from around here, but I’m sure I’ll have more for you soon.

Talk…er, howl at you next time…Aroooooooooooo…

Danger
Danger Speaks…
From the Zone

Dad’s gone again…

November 4th, 2007

Arooooooooo.

Well, my dad has gone off and left me again this weekend.  Not sure where he went either.  He never tells me anything anymore…except when he’s here for a few days.  Then, I think he just talks to me because he’s bored.

Well…like I said, dad’s gone again.  And I’m stuck outside.  Yes…outside.  And it’s cold too.  Good thing I got this fur coat to wear year round, huh?  I don’t get all that cold, but I sure stay warmer when I got a house to keep the wind off me.

And the food is better too.  Cause I usually get some of what dad’s eating.  When he’s gone, all I get is dry dog food.  Imagine that…a big bad wolf like me having to eat dog food, and nothing else.

Oh well…I guess that’s all I got to talk about for now, so I’m gonna howl on outta here…Aroooooooooooo.

Thats the latest news from around here, but I’m sure I’ll have more for you soon.

Talk…er, howl at you next time…Aroooooooooooo…

Danger
Danger Speaks…
From the Zone