Friday, August 13, 2010

Puppy Dog Tales

G'day Internets,

I don't exactly know what it is about you that is so seductive, but you must have bacon in your pockets or something because my mum and dad spend a lot of time playing with you instead of me. And I get left sleeping on the floor.

Don't get me wrong. I like sleeping on the floor. Especially in the sunny spot. But sometimes a dog could use a good belly rub. Know what I'm saying? I like the dog days of summer. For obvious reasons. Except I haven't gotten to run as much...


...I'm no dingo, but I do enjoy getting to go on a bit of a walkabout around the block. Really I think my mom just doesn't like to run in temperatures that are 100+. But we both agree on the mozzies. We could do without those.

Even with those bloody mozzies, I still enjoy sitting outside for a bit just watching the magpie-like birds fly back and forth.
With the heat we've started getting these little wiggly things in the house. My mom calls them chameleons or something. They're not as big as the ones that hang out by the back door, but I like to play with them. Sometimes they stop moving. I don't understand why they do that.

I guess there's a lot I still have to learn. My mom says staying would be on the top of that list.

Kisses and puppy dog tails,


(DH and I like to pretend that if Cooper could talk, he'd talk with an Australian accent. No good reason why. We just do.)

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