Did you all know it is hot outside? Just thought you would like to know that I really don't care as long as there is a tree outside with a squirrel or two in it. I can stand at the bottom of that tree and watch that squirrel for a long time. My foster mom thinks it is too hot outside for me to do this as long as I want to. It is cooler inside though, I have discovered.
There are two other greys in this house usually, but last night I found another one. It was dark outside and I guess all the squirrels had gone to bed, but just on the other side of the window was a new greyhound. Wow was she ever pretty--a little girl I think, darker brindle with just a little white blaze on her nose. She just stared back at me for a while and then when I barked at her, she barked back, but mom would not let her in the house.
That's okay because my foster sibs are fun enough for me. They like to chase around the yard with me, but I am much faster, mom says they are older and just can't keep up with me.
There are some curious critters here. Mom says they are not for me to play with but I sure want to play with them. She calls them cats, I call them funny looking large squirrels, Mom prefers I play with stuffies and I do love them, but I found two things I love better. One is balls of yarn, but that leads to a scolding. The other is an old duster of some sort that mom had put in the GoodWill box. I rescued it and I love it. It will surely come with me when I get a forever home. I can hardly believe how much fun I have with it.
Bonnie or Bon-Bon or (best if all) Bonnaroo
Your post made me laugh and Bonnie made me laugh every day she was here. If only she didn't develop that jumping problem.
ReplyDeleteBonnie is such a doll and she does love those squirrels. We called her Bonnaroo too:)
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