Return with me now to those thrilling days of yesteryear when we all lived together under one roof at Casa de Canterbury in South Carolina. Oh, yes…I remember it well…all the Pups actually WALKED on a regular basis with the same Peep Pup Walkers, although we were taken for our walks like Noah put the animals in the infamous ARK – two by two.
I went with Paw Licker Annie…
and Smokey Lonesome Ollie drew the lucky straw with Tennis Ball Obsessed Chelsea. Those were the days, my friends, I thought they’d never end. We walked and walked forever and a day. We lived the life we knew, la-la-la-la-la-la. Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days. Whatever. But that was yesterday, and yesterday’s gone. OMG, somebody stop me. I’m in a Granny Selma memory loop with music.
And speaking of GS, The Red Man doesn’t like to point paws, but she seems to be the reason I’m down here in Texas with the old woman Slow while Pretty lives in SC and works at the General Store. Shit house mouse. Do you mean to tell me we’re not even going to be there in February with Pretty? Hey, February is LOVE MONTH at our house and don’t you forget it! Slow and Pretty’s Anniversary is this week and Valentine’s Day is next week and we must have done one month’s worth of celebrating last week while Pretty was here for two days, if you catch my drift, because I don’t see any signs of travel in my immediate future. Yep, I’m just a Rhinestone Cowdog ridin’ the range on Worsham Street in the ‘Hood.
Oh, Pretty, the Eyes of Texas are upon you tonight and every night and here’s a little something from The Red Man for your Anniversary, although I have to say what you see in Slow is beyond me.
Once upon a distant childhood, she must have done something good.