Hello good readers. This is Tucker the Much Better Vizsla than Dennis. Since my bout of aspiration pneumonia some weeks ago, I have not been able to go for walks around the harbor like I used to; however, Mama and Dada did recently take me to the park at the top of the hill so I could go people-watching. Trixie came along to protect us from evil perpetrators, while Dennis stayed home, because the park tends to be quite crowded and Dennis is a paranoid agoraphobic hermit. Or something like that.
* Dennis is listening to the Master’s Voice noise desensitization program.
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel this is kalifornya and it is late summer and yoo no wot that meens it meens brush fires!!! we had nine of them heer friday nite just after midnite wun of witch wuz verry neer owr howse!!! ennyway it wuz reely layt and evrywun wuz asleep wen the fone rang and owr naybors told us their wuz a fire on the hil behind the howse and that we shood pak up and prepayr to leeve!!! dada beeing not too swift with the kamera and also haff asleep did not think to tayk a pikcher of the glow and the smoke wot wuz billowing into the air just a fyoo hunnerd yards away frum the howse so i hav attempted to reekreayt wot it lukd like in this illustrayshun chek it owt!!!