Saturday SlobberLove

schnozSometimes on Saturday, when there is talk of a quick weekend getaway that involves our beloved two-legged ones focusing solely on packing and organizing and not paying attention to us and our fantastic red toy that never lets us down, we have to take matters into our own hands and use our big black schnozzola as a weapon, making it clear that we will not be ignored—we are a member of this household and we have hurling and chewing needs just like the rest of humanity and just because we’re going away doesn’t mean there can’t be time for playing and wrestling and fake vicious growling but that’s only if you think it’s okay because what you say goes—you hold the Greenies—don’t think I don’t know that ok thanks for your time.

How Ya Like Me Now?
Dale El Desperado

3 Comments on "Saturday SlobberLove"

  1. PJ says:

    Oh, that dog look! I’m well familiar with the snout in the face, the toy shoved up my nose. But as usual, you set the standard, Cooper.

  2. The Zadge says:

    That schnozz cannot be ignored.

  3. Cupcake Murphy says:

    He looks like a crazy cow in this photo.