What are Weekends for?
As many of you know, my ma ape abandons me every weekend to go spoil dogs at the SPCA. Last weekend she went to see Mamma Mia! and then went out to dinner and then there was a gas leak (at the restaurant, not in my ma ape) and so it took really long because they had to evacuate. You'd think she'd learn her lesson but last night she abandoned me AGAIN to go out for sushi. Here's my feelings on the matter:
So this morning I demanded a good walkie! Here's my leadout crew.
I'm thinking about getting a chariot. Then they could pull Caesar Wally! Here's a bee that I saw. I thought it might be the one that stung Ernest but this guy swore innocence so I didn't rough him up.
I had to teach the Big O a thing or two about roachin'
He has so much to learn.
But then it was time for the big suck-up. Bones! Look--Oscar conserves energy by eating lying down.
I see the early signs of doofusism setting in.
So tasty. But then we were interrupted by THUNDER BOOMERS. Jerks.
There'd better be something good planned for next weekend. Bones, roaching, ice cream, walkies, and NO THUNDER BOOMERS.
Labels: bones, ethel, exercise, food, neglect, oscar, walks, Wally, weather, weeends
14 Comments:
your ma ape needs to stay home and spend some time with you. More bones would be a good start though
Wally
I would spend all my time at home if you wewe thewe..I love the iea of a chawiot, hehehe what a gweat look...those bones look faboolous..I hope thewe awe no thundew boomews in youw footoowe
smoochie kisses
ASTA
Isn't it sad that every family has a doof. Ours is Dawson. He'd be lucky to know what to do with that bone. We don't get those anymore because we bloodied up the rug.
What is up with the Ma Ape? She gets a younger dog and and all of a sudden goes ApeS--t.
Hi, Wally!
All those things you showed are good for weekends but with the company of your Ma Ape included!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
WALLY! Your Roughriders are winning big. 5 and 0!!!!!! They are kicking ass big time. I'm working on your mascot contract right now. Negotiations are tough, but I think we're close to a deal. Ask your ma ape to send your mailing address. I might have some swag to send your way
xo
SB
p.s. lots of dudes wearing Wallymelons at tonight's game.
I've a feeling she's gonna bring back home another one very soon. She's falling in love with those Pit Bulls. You gotta handcuff her to your collars so that she can't go out no more & leave you behind.
Butt wiggles,
Solid Gold Dancer
Good going on getting the suck-up bones. About time your ma ape saw the error of her ways!
BOL! Dozer
BOO and POO on that Ma Ape of yours.... My girl wasn't home this weekend either so I know how you feel. Except I didn't get any bones.
And my girl can't stop laughing at that big dog lovin' on your ma ape in the previous post. I wish I were tall enough to do that to people....
dang dude, THUNDER?! major buzzkill! I would look out for other clear signs of Doofusism and then attempt to persuade the humans to trade him in if you see any. My Mom and Dad went out saturday night so I took a nice crap in front of the tv!
Whats wrong with these humans? They should stay at home with us at all times.
Simba x
Looks tasty, but we agree it would be better with ice cream on top, BOL!!!
;o)
M & I
I definitely recommend getting a chariot. I have one and it is Super Awesome. You can go rollerblading and all sorts of things. I totally think you should get one, especially because your brudder and sissy could pull you!
Poppy
Wally! I saw this and thought you'd enjoy it: http://www.dailypuppy.com/dogs/Maximus-the-Corgi_2008-07-30
Woober Walls!
I have been missing your big head and expressive corgador face! Oscar is lucky to have you as his mentor, otherwise he'd turn out just like Ethel. (No offense, Ethel!)
Think twice before you go through with the chariot idea. Then you're going to need a security detail, an administrative assistant, and maybe even a fluffer for all of your photo sessions. Seriously. Do you want to draw even MORE attention to yourself? If I see you start carrying around some tiny little dog in a bag (a la Paris or Brittany) I'll have to come to Delaware myself and puke on your head.
Goober love & smooches all around,
Stanley
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