"Maybe if I sit between her and her plasma screen she will just
focus all of her attention on me. There was just one thing wrong
with that assumption, I blend in with the area rug that her sister
bought for her during Thanksgiving in this place called Texas.
I bark at the hikers as they pass our wall - sometimes they are
walking their dogs on the trail. When I get into those what she
calls 'my barking fits' she says, 'Dizzy don't be rude... unless they
are crawling over the wall, there is no reason that you should have
such a loud bark for a little dog.'
Now, she is very careful who she lets pet me that's on account that
I bit one neighbor who I'll call Bob ' the one who dared' he was trying
to be nice but he didn't know that I had previous owners thus previous
issues with men, and he didn't know that I have rather thin skin
even though my fur is soft. So as he was hunched down daring
to pet me, I felt unsure about his display of affection and I bit him
on the finger. I guess lucky for my human that no blood was drawn.
She tells me everyday how good I have it. It goes something like this, 'I
kiss you, I put lots of blankies on you at night, I give you treats,
I walk you about four times a day around the block sometimes
two laps every session.'
As we walk she often says, ' you know a lot of other doggies don't
walk as much as you - you know I spoil you - you should be happy.'
But she also tells me that I give her much love and happiness in return
which makes her very rich indeed.
When she takes me out walking around our street and the weather
is a miss - she says, 'Nothing fancy now just our regular.' Which translates into either I'm freezing my rear off or it is way too hot.
Signing off for now."