Hi – it’s me, JoJo. Amy has been neglecting her blog lately and I decided to take matters into my own paws and be her guest blogger. I’m thinking of calling this a “dog blog”. (I’m also very clever – not just another pretty furry face).
This blogging stuff is challenging because I don’t have opposable thumbs and I need to take frequent bark breaks. You never know who’s going to walk by the front window.
In case you don’t know me, here’s a mug shot for you:
This was taken a few years back and I’m not quite so scruffy these days. I was practicing for my license photo when I realized that dogs don’t drive. In fact, the only place I go in Amy’s car is to that “vet” building where they try to talk nicely to me while sticking me in the butt with some sharp instrument. I swear that I’m going to revolt and refuse to take that crap anymore, but I forget between visits why I hate it there.
Anyhow, Amy has always been a little squirrely but she’s especially distracted these days. She hasn’t been feeling great and has been known to lie on the floor lately, which I especially like. She also has a lot of homework and housework. I know all this because she has a running dialogue with me all day long. Her teenage daughter said that it’s strange to talk to dogs, but I don’t mind. We all have our quirks. I personally like to chase cars, so who am I to judge?
Anyhow, while we’re waiting for Amy to get her stuff together and become clever once more, I thought I’d give you a recommendation of my own. It’s a book called The Art of Racing in the Rain by Garth Stein. It’s told in first dog by Enzo, a very wise lab-terrier mix. You just gotta love books about dogs of mixed lab background. Although I found some of the human characters in this book to be so annoying that I wanted to pee on them, I generally enjoyed it.
I’m off now – I’ve got a fence that needs watching and there are lots of people to bark at. I’ll leave you with one of my very favorite cartoons, with many thanks to Gary Larson.
Wishing you a tummy-rub happy day.