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ARF!!!!
And you ALL know what THAT means... (And if you don't, please double~click on the 'written by punk' tag).
Sometimes I have LOTS of fun messing around with her computer... And mostly I get caught too.
Seems I get caught at lots of things lately. More later on this...
Life sure is getting interesting around this place. I love that it's much warmer out and that we can all go outside for a LONG time! it is so much FUN!
Her friend Kelli came over with MY friend, Mr. Miller, and we all went for a walk back to the woods. Even the little one came along. But they miss all the fun too because me and the Miller Man got to walk in the mud, and play in the snow!
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Ooh, can you believe that the snow is still this deep back there???
Wow!
er, I mean ARF of course...
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My 'she' does lots of work around here.
And while I am not sure what "Make Do" means to her, it means fun for me...
Well, at least yesterday it did...
She scraped up the yard really good, and then had to 'drag' it to get the little stones all even. Since she doesn't have a real 'drag', the little one and I took to helping her out.
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She said she needed more 'weight'...
hehehe
And OH, we went really FAST too!
So much fun!!!! ('Til the catch broke anyway).
But that was "it" for me yesterday too... And then 'she' started getting so mean.
The little one had gone inside my house, and was talking into that one box thing that rings and startles me sometimes. I really don't like that box...
Me and She were still outside. She got to dig in the dirt and the snow that's left too.
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n' that's really UNFAIR, I tell ya...
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I was hot! ~It really WAS hot for me cuz I still have my winter coat; (well most of it anyway). And all I did was go lay in the shade.
Then 'she' says I'm sassy and that she will never play with me again...
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(I'm sure it was bad; she called me a 'sassy dog')!
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And THEN she wouldn't even let me inside my own house!
She said something about 'drying~off'; and then even mumbled something about 'blowing~away' too.
See, SHE is SO MEAN!!!
And she puts a cable on my necklace and puts me out by Mama~Milly.
So that was OK; at least we can play a bit when Mama Milly isn't being mean to me and stealing my balls away.
So later came, and I'd dried off.
(But too much weight to blow away). 
She brushed me really good, and all kinds of dust was blowing around. (Maybe that's what she meant)?!?
And then before I go back in, she has to wipe me down. Even between my toes? And she called me 'stinky' too.
See? MEAN!
We go inside. The little one is gone to town for a while, so it's just me and she.
She gets on this computer and cusses about 'slow' something or another. I try to comfort her and lie down by her feet.
Usually she snuggles her toes under me, and usually those toes are kinda cold too- (I don't mind warming them up). But she had her other 'paws' on yesterday- Guess they keep her toes warm too.
And suddenly I don't feel so good at all.
And I make like the little one always does- I have all these weird noises coming from my throat.
Nope. Don't feel good at all...
She drags me out from under her table.
I barf on the floor. She says what the heck? (Is that bad)?
But then she gets mad all over again cuz "she" says that I ate Mama Millys food. (How did she know anyway)?!?
I get a few little kernels of Natural Balance; the kind that has all the veggies in it- Mama Milly gets the GOOD kind, with kibbles and other junk in it. And it tastes SO much better than mine.
Anyway, while 'she' is scrubbing the floor (and muttering something about her 'dammback'), I walk to my dish and take a BIG drink of water. And I feel better.
She also said 'ya better enjoy the water because that's your supper for tonight'
I've never not had my supper before...
But, with making her scrub the floors, I even got her away from the computer!
She finishes and then goes to turn on the box that talks with pictures on it. (Says she has to watch the news)...
I don't like this box either, so I go lay on the steps in the entrance. It's cooler on those steps, and if she goes outside I am ready then.
Restless, I come back in the house, just not where she is.
I already know that when the news is over she wants to get back outside.
YAY! I can't wait!!!
(She always ignores me when that picture box is on)...
But when it was done, she came around the corner and found me standing there.
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but what followed that bad word was:
"Well for the gods sake, just how much did you eat?"
She gets me more water. I drink it all down again.
It does make me feel better.
And then she starts scrubbing the rug after she throws all my food out in the garbage thing.
We finally get to go back outside. It's fun out there.
Mostly.
Until my "she" gets one look at Mama Millys food barrel and then says STILL ANOTHER bad word.
OK, maybe I shouldn't have ate it ALL; but it was there, just begging me to eat it! (Besides, Mama Milly had played all day long and wasn't feeling like playing again).
So, I'd just got bored and I ate while I dried out to dust.
So when we finally come inside, 'she' tells me I 'friggin' look pregnant!
("She" had me fixed, so no I ain't)! But I sure was awfully tired... And I lie down on the couch. By this time the little one is back home and they both kinda laugh at me...
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And she says I MUST go for another walk to the woods. And then she said something about waddling!
(I take it that's an insult)?
We play a bit, and wander a while. But I do not poop like she wants me to. She told me I'd better not be waking her up all night long either.
I didn't.
But I sure made a lot of doo~doo this morning!
I am still really tired. and I think I am too tired to get in the shower like she said yesterday.
She gave me breakfast, but I am still not hungry.
Maybe later...
She says I always make her worry so much on the weekends. Guess that means that I won't be going to the doctors unless I do something else silly...
Dang it. I like that guy! He always gives me a BIG treat when I go!!!
Maybe she will be in a better mood today. Maybe not too. The Little One had a really bad night again last night and so we were up a LOT. (She's been up since two)!
Oh, it's almost time to go back outside!
I can't wait!
ARF to all!
Love,
Punk!
PS
Did you ask about my title???
The "F" word is for the fifties we had yesterday...
And the S*X you ask?
That's for the SIXTIES we'll have today!
