"IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU'RE HOME."
“You’re finally home. I’ve been up for days. Where have you been? I barked so much I think I ruptured my bark box. Why did you leave me? Are you okay? Why am I only speaking in sentences of three words? Did you know that I had to sleep in a NAKED crate? One without any soft downy pillows and fluffy blankets? Christ, my bony ass hurts. I’m thirsty. Why couldn’t you take me with you? The garbage can stinks like hell. Not a good idea to throw a 15 pound frozen turkey in it on a 106-degree day and then take off for three days. Thanks for finally moving it away from my pen. Can I have a bully stick? Did you miss me? Can I sleep next to you on the couch? I missed you. ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.”
Life With Olive 
[…] "You're finally home. I've been up for days. Where have you been? I barked so much I think I ruptured my bark box. Why did you leave me? Are you okay? Why am I only speaking in sentences of three words? Did you know that I had to sleep in a NAKED crate? One without any soft downy pillows and fluffy blankets? Christ … Read More […]
Hi Olive, I hope your poor bony ass has fully recovered! 🙂
Much less bony, thanks for asking. I accidently sliced the blanket when I layed down in my crate the first night home, but now it’s all good.
Olive
We sure hope you have a nice soft bed and got some yummy treats by now sweet Olive. Hugs and nose kisses
I ate, I walked, now I’m lying stretched out on the back of the couch sunning myself. And I enjoyed sleeping in my own well-appointed crate last night.
Olive