Ariane Belongs in a Bucket

I recall… the last time I can remember seeing Ariane, the blonde human who drove the dented and mangled Toyota (a.k.a. Kitty Freightliner), was back in August when she put me in a wooden bucket out behind the house.  That bucket is now filled with dead flowers that were scorched by the summer heat.  Had it not been for my all knowing, caring, and compassionate master who pulled me from that bucket, that could’ve been me laying there dead in the bucket and not those flowers that are there for me to pee on now!  It gives a little added meaning to pushing up daisies, huh.  Oh where oh where could this Ariane chick have run off to?! 

I recall… some good times with her.  She was the one holding me up at Fountain Square, where I got to play statue in front of the fountain.  She needs to come back down here and take me to the Woods.  Until she does so, she should consider herself in the doghouse, hence you will note I have filed this entry under I recall and Doghouse.

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  1. Dolce said,

    ARF UP Garbanzo…it’s time to move on and make some new meomories. I am sure Ariane was fun during your puppy years, but now you are a full grown dog, and there are bigger and better things and people for you to experience. You are just a pup and you have 72 (average dog expectency) years in front of you…. don’t dwell on just one bitch…there are plenty out there.., you are in the prime of your life, there are plenty out there brotha…

    Thank you for the blogging tips. My tail is in perpetual wag mode, please keep the new entries coming…My master and I really enjoy reading them (even if she thinks you are better off without this Ariane human,,,)

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