It's a Dogs Life
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
I wrote this many years ago from our dog Joey's perspective. This is mostly based on reality. Joey is a toy poodle, and this really was his behavior most every morning at one time.
"It's a Dog's Life" by Darlene R.
Hi everybody. I'm Joe. They call me Joey around here. I'm a dog. I think the easiest way to tell you about me is to give you a quick look at my typical morning. This morning started when I woke up, as all my mornings do. As quick as I could I ran to look for Daddy. He's the old guy that lives here. I wanted to give him one of my pitiful puppy-dog looks, so he would feel sorry for me, and give me a cookie. I usually don't get my cookie until I've gone outside. Well, wouldn't you know it, just as I spotted Daddy, I heard Mommy calling me. Mommy's the old gal that lives here. She said that I need to go outside first, then I can have my cookie.
I was disappointed and quite disgusted, but....being the obedient dog that I am, I walked very slowly to the door where Mommy was waiting for me. She hooked me up, and I went outside. But....little did she know, when I was just out of her sight, I laid very still and simply looked around at the day before me. When I thought I had used up a sufficient amount of time, I scrambled to the door. Mommy then unhooked me, and said I was such a good boy. Little does she know...She tried to cuddle me then, but I had no time for cuddling. After all, Daddy was waiting with my cookie. I scarfed down that cookie, then I had a big drink of water. Then, of course, I needed to go outside. When I came in Mommy was so proud. We even cuddled. I'll sit on Daddy's lap later, and who knows, I may even get another cookie. Yep, it's a dogs life, and I love it.