by Angel the Dog
Zzzzzz, zzzzzzzzz, zzzzzzzzz … ooooh here comes She-Owner. Wow it’s early. Could this mean, does it mean, oh boy boy, yes it does mean – WE ARE GOING OUT FOR A WALK!!!!!
Oh, we’re getting into the car? That’s cool, we must be off to romp around the doggy park. It’s kinda dark out but hey, I got a nose so it’s all good with me.
Oh, we’re not heading that way. Oh I see, we’re going down the street. She-Owner must be meeting with She-Friend and we’ll walk around her neighborhood. Oooooh, maybe there will be bunnies!!
OK, so we’re parked outside She-Friend’s big square box. C’mon, let me out the trunk! Let me out. Let’s go, let’s go. A dog’s gotta walk, run, pee.
What the what is going on? Why are we still sitting here? Where is She-Friend? Why is She-Owner looking perplexedly at her phone-thingy? (Note to self; must bury that some time.)
OK, this is strange. And disappointing. She-Owner has started the car and, what the what, we’re going home? Boo, boo. boo. No fair.
Now she’s mumbling something to He-Owner about iMessage not working and her texts to She-Friend not getting through.
Whoever that iMessage is, I’m going to find you and chew you. You spoiled my morning walk.
Oh hey, breakfast!