Omigosh, it is August!
The 'Oh-Ghost' month.
And just last weekend
the PetBloggingGames began
in time with the human's Olympics.
Oh I'm sure I was the only senior dog in comPETition.
I can feel it in my bones
PLUS I'm super late.
I know we had some lousy weather lately.
From stormy, windy hot to rainy hot.
But I was on top of my game.
My rah-rah something.
Super nailed it!
My woofy ball:
Woofy aced it!
Oh-oh, what's this?
It's Keeper manicure bag!
I should haul it to the back of the house
and bury it in the compost pit
BUT . . .
I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!
The old lady Luchie looked strangely at me.
Keeper's Uncle Billy died and they take turns at the wake.
Now the woofy messenger left the bills:
Okay when Keeper comes home
I will drooly tell her
that I took care of the electric bill!
It is not easy to be in the pet olympics.
I get super drooly excited all the time.
And when I get super excited . . .
I get super tired.
Check me out at the