Oooh, I just had SO MUCH FUN with that yellow sucky thing!  I gots my chops all sucked up in it and it feeled really funny but it made My Momma laugh so it was worth it.  When I gots done playing with the sucky thing, I ringed the doorbell and went outside to go potty and MAN it was COLD on my bottom!  That's another thing that makes me agooddawg - I know how to ring my bell that hangs on the door when I gots to go outside and do my bidness.  My Momma and My Dave hunged this jingle bell on the door to My Yard and showed me how to touch it with my sniffer and make it ring when I needed to go out and I learned it real quick.  My Dave said Gracieyouisthebestestsmartestdawgweeverhad and he rubbed my belly and ears and kissed me on my head and I really, really liked it.  My Momma said something about Pavlovian theory and I don't know what that is but she kissed me so I guess it was a good thing.

Do you know that My Momma and My Littlest Kid sing about me all the time?  Last night they sang 'Gracie, Gracie, give me your answer do, I'm half crazy all for the love of yooohooooo' and My Momma said something about the Littlest Kid and her recording themselves singing to me and putting it on you, The Internets.  My Momma said gracieyou'dbefamous and I'm not real sure what that means but I think it's a good thing because she was smiling when she said it.  The Littlest Kid's Biters still look kinda funny today and he talks different.  last night he was crying because his Biters hurted him so I gave him kisses and laid down with him in his bed and we wented to sleep together.  I don't like it when My Kids or My Momma cry, it hurts my dawggy heart so I try to make them feel better when they cry.

I'm tired, The Internets.  I think I'm going to go take a nap now. 

Good to hear from you again Gracie!  And whatagooddawg youare!

Gracie, you don't know how lucky you are to not have to wear those funny things over your fur. You're footloose and fancy free, while the rest of us are encumbered by the crappy trappings of human life.

Lucky bitch.

My dog Gus says Hi.

He knows we're getting him a coat for Christmas but he wants a gallabiyeh (muslim robe).
I said Gus, you're an Egyptian dog but your Christian.
He growled and said: I'm converted.
Great Gus, I said, I get the crackling for myself.
He licked his jowls and converted right back.

And whatagooddawg youare!

Yes, I IS agooddawg!  Thank you for saying so, I will tell My Momma that you said I is agooddawg too!

You're footloose and fancy free, while the rest of us are encumbered by the crappy trappings of human life. Lucky bitch.

Umm....my feets aren't loose, they're still on the ends of my legs pretty tight.  I can't get them off, anyway.  Do you know dawgs who have loose feets?  How do they gets them off?  What do they do with them when they get them off?

I AM a luckydawg, tho.  You're right about that.  I'm glad that I just get to wear my own fur that My Dave and Momma don't dress me in coats and hats and stuff.  I do gots me a studded collar, though.  My Dave said it makes me look like abadassdawg.  I haven't worked that one out yet either.

 

He licked his jowls and converted right back

Ha!  I lick my chops sometimes too.  And my butt.  And my hoo-haa.  My Dave doesn't like it when I lick my hoo-haa and butt on the couch, he makes me get down onto the floor.

Ah, Gracie, you really are a good dog. And clever too. But I have to say that cats aren't all bad. My cat loves dogs much more than other cats. But then, she is really clever like you. And don't worry about Dave rousing on you for licking your hoo-haa. He's just jealous cause he can't lick his own. ::

But I have to say that cats aren't all bad. My cat loves dogs much more than other cats. But then, she is really clever like you. And don't worry about Dave rousing on you for licking your hoo-haa. He's just jealous cause he can't lick his own. ::

You gots a cat too?  Hmm.  My momma talks about you a lot and she says that you're goodpeople and that if she ever decides to go downunder you and your Wife are going to be the first people she meets.  Where is downunder?  Is it like underthefence?  My Dave says to My Momma if we don't break that dawg out of her digging habit she's going to gounderthefence.  Perhaps if OZ IS like underthefence I can digs a tunnel for you and  My Momma so that we can all come and see each other whenever we want.  I'd really like that.  Especially since you seem to like cats and say that you gots nice ones.  I don't think I ever met a nice cat before, so that might be interesting.

Today all My kids were home.  I like days when My Peoples are all home together.  My Dave and Middle Boy started shouting at each other and I really, really didn't like that, so I decided to try and tell them to stop it and get in between them.  I was yelling 'grawwwwwrrrrrrrrllllll!!!!!!!!!!  Raarrrf!  Raaarrff! WOOFWOOF!!' and My Dave said Graciecutitout!!!!!!!NOW!!!!!!!!!  and I was really scared of him so I rolled over and showed him my belly sos's he wouldn't be mad at me anymore.  It works every.single.time.  All you other dawgs who read this should try it: when your peoples are mad at you, roll over and show them your bellies. You'll get a good response, I promise.

Today me and The Dave wrestled on the floor together. I like it when we do that; it's one of my favorite things to do.  I licked him in his ears and up his nose and made him squirm and say 'eeewww'! Then he pretended to bite my ear and I pretended to bite his arm and we had an awesome playfight for about an hour.  It wore me out so much that when The Dave went to lay down on the floor I went to lay down there with him too and we both tooked a nap.  He rubbed my belly and scratched my ears and put his arm around me and it felt SO GOOD!  I'm jealous of My Momma now, she gets to sleep with him like that every night.  I sure would like to be able to do that. 

My Dave is playing with my toy!  I gots to go!

Your momma is just about the nicest person anyone could hope to meet. Of course, she'd never tell anyone that but its true, Gracie. You are one lucky dog, I have to say.



Well, not exactly under the fence. More like under your feet, but that is rather simplistic too. Ask your momma to explain it to you.



I'd really like that too, Gracie, if it were in any way possible. Your momma and I would be even better friends because of it. And you and Pumpkin (my cat) would become fast friends, I'm sure.