I am a dog who has come to stay at this house for a little while. Not long, I heard. Be a good boy, I heard before my owners went out the door. Well, I thought, if this is to be a new experience, why not really go for it. I’ve decided I’ll blog a bit about the experience while I’m here. Of course I can’t really blog or use a computer or speak but my temporary sitters think they can read my mind or at the very least they will impose their thinking into my actions.
This is me below. I knew something was up when my owners starting packing suitcases. Something’s happening my little doggie brain told me. This can’t be good so I will attack the travel pillow. When that activity came to an abrupt end I thought I’d see if I could camouflage myself and get packed into the suitcase. Imagine their delight I thought, when they open their suitcases at the end of a journey and “ta da!!!” I jump out!
The strategy didn’t work and here I am in a new environment. I hope these people know something about canine care.
Yours,
Squidge
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