It's a Dog's life

My tail was dragging and as you know it is a short one. My legs were long when we first started, now I am using my kneecaps for feet. You can just call me Stubby if you like. They said this was only going to be a short walk and we would return in no time at all. Lies, everyone tells lies.

It was October when we started and now it is almost Christmas time the following year, I think! One can never be sure of anything anymore. I don’t remember Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years or anything else that comes in between. Was there any fire works on the fourth of July? Did I have any candles on my birthday cake and what about Father’s and Mother’s Day, were they disappointed ? I forgot about filling my income tax last year, did I get a letter from the I.R.S.?

I couldn’t find a drink of water around here, so I went down the street to a neighbors Bird bath before I found one. I had one hell of a time getting up there as it was so high. Finally I backed off and got a good run at it, this time I made it! The water was hot and stale, it could have been there for weeks. People should remember to change it several times a week. Maybe this is why those birds Crap all over everything.

Anyway, I was setting there getting a drink, when out the back door came this old lady with a broom in hand. She was waving it in the air and threaten to kill me with it! I would be one of the first to say, I shouldn’t have been setting in the water to drink. Why do them bird baths have to be made so high anyway? This is what you can call “Getting the brush off”. Oh well, back to my own yard I went.

There wasn’t any food in my dish again. I had to dig up an old bone and it looked really bad, It was dirty and had thing crawling all over it and that was enough to make anyone sick! The next thing I knew, my life was being threatened again for digging a hole in the yard.

Now if you think you have a bad day, you should try living a dogs life for a while.

As ever, Stubby.

Ben R. Sept. 23, 2007