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.
I can see the ocean from here, Mama.
I smell something good.
Look, those people over there are having a barbecue. Go steal something for me, Mama.
What do you mean, you can’t steal food that doesn’t belong to you? I do it all the time.
Trixie is on the lookout for evil perpetrators. Good girl, Trixie. Say, Trixie, would you mind stealing some food from that barbecue for me?
What’s that, Trixie? You found a trash can? Where?
Good work, Trixie. This is indeed a most excellent trash can.
Now we just have to figure out how to tip it over.
Drat! It’s attached to the ground. Those humans, always one step ahead of me.
Whee always wheek at the hoomans to fetch us food. Once they had the cheek to have some salad with their pignic in the garden and whee had to wheek multiple times before whee gots any! Those hoomans need stricter training! ^_^
Hmmmm, this is a job for Dennis’s detective skills. But he’d probably get lost, end up in Outer Mongolia and might get arrested as a spy cause we’re pretty sure Outer Mongolia has never heard of poop bags, so why would a Vizsla be looking for them? So we think you should let one who poops a lot keep the bags and let Dennis nap.
What wussies your humans are! I would have stolen Barbie-Ques out the wazzoooo for all of you. All ya got to do is act like you’re invited to the grill party–just waltz right up with a plate and fill it then waltz away smiing and nodding to everyone who looks at you. Say thank you too alot. Being polite goes a long way.
As for the pooper baggies—well, com-poop-sts all day long.
Hi Trixie! Aren’t you a a foxy lady lately!
People watching, what fun! Tucker and mama sure have the right idea. Just relax and enjoy the view. Um, well, maybe some barbie queue would have been nice too.
Hey Tucker!
Wow, it’s so great to hear you are feeling much better and got to go to the park! Too bad you didn’t score any of the bbq. I bet it would have been paw-licking good fur sure. Stealing poop bags is a little scary. At least they weren’t used/filled ones. YUCK There can be no good come of this latest operation.
Grr and Woof,
Sarge, COP
Tucker, we think you’ve nailed it with your description of Dennis, the agoraphobic paranoid hermit! That explains A LOT! I can’t believe your humans wouldn’t go steal some BBQ for you – what rotten humans! Maybe the poop bag stealers were using the poop bags to steal their own BBQ…
I can’t believe Trixie didn’t help you get some food Tucker…AND that she failed at protecting those poop bags from the evil perpetrators. I think she’s slipping up in her old age! You might want to have a “talk” with her about her responsibilities. 🙂
P.S. Glad you are feeling well enough to keep on trying to figure out ways to get food. 🙂
That looks like a fun adventure, however a little BBQ would have made it stellar!! I’m sure you got some good noms when you got home Tucker. Good think that Trixie came along form extra protection. And poor Dennis left at home all alone…….
The Oceanside Animals 
People who forget their poop bags at home and get dirty looks from people who didn’t.,thats who steals poop bags. Is that clear?
Stella
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We’ve had that happen too. Darn hedgehogs!
Sam
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OH NOOOOOooooooo your Poop Bags were PURLOINED???
We detect some Evil Doings here.
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You have to figure out how to unattach that trashbin 😉
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Whee always wheek at the hoomans to fetch us food. Once they had the cheek to have some salad with their pignic in the garden and whee had to wheek multiple times before whee gots any! Those hoomans need stricter training! ^_^
Happy Sunday
Nutty, Nacho, Buddy & Basil
xxxx
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What was inside of that trashcan? Old Burgers? Or chips? Have a great sunday :o)
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Tucker, we’re really glad you got to get out and about. You look very happy in your mama’s lap!!
-Bart, Ruby and Otto
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Hmmmm, this is a job for Dennis’s detective skills. But he’d probably get lost, end up in Outer Mongolia and might get arrested as a spy cause we’re pretty sure Outer Mongolia has never heard of poop bags, so why would a Vizsla be looking for them? So we think you should let one who poops a lot keep the bags and let Dennis nap.
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What wussies your humans are! I would have stolen Barbie-Ques out the wazzoooo for all of you. All ya got to do is act like you’re invited to the grill party–just waltz right up with a plate and fill it then waltz away smiing and nodding to everyone who looks at you. Say thank you too alot. Being polite goes a long way.
As for the pooper baggies—well, com-poop-sts all day long.
Hi Trixie! Aren’t you a a foxy lady lately!
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Stealing someone’s poop bags is just sh . . . Oh. Never mind.
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People watching, what fun! Tucker and mama sure have the right idea. Just relax and enjoy the view. Um, well, maybe some barbie queue would have been nice too.
Mango Momma
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Tucker, we are so glad you are able to get out and enjoy the day with your peeps. We love that shot of Mom hugging you.
We don’t even want to think about what those hedgehogs could possibly be planning to do with those poop bags.
Happy Sunday.
Woos – Phantom, Ciara, and Lightning
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We just love the pictures of your mama giving you tight squeezes at the park, Tucker!
Bummer about the trash can being fastened to the ground.
Love ya lots♥
Mitch and Molly
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Hey Tucker!
Wow, it’s so great to hear you are feeling much better and got to go to the park! Too bad you didn’t score any of the bbq. I bet it would have been paw-licking good fur sure. Stealing poop bags is a little scary. At least they weren’t used/filled ones. YUCK There can be no good come of this latest operation.
Grr and Woof,
Sarge, COP
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Tucker, we think you’ve nailed it with your description of Dennis, the agoraphobic paranoid hermit! That explains A LOT! I can’t believe your humans wouldn’t go steal some BBQ for you – what rotten humans! Maybe the poop bag stealers were using the poop bags to steal their own BBQ…
*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus
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I can’t believe Trixie didn’t help you get some food Tucker…AND that she failed at protecting those poop bags from the evil perpetrators. I think she’s slipping up in her old age! You might want to have a “talk” with her about her responsibilities. 🙂
P.S. Glad you are feeling well enough to keep on trying to figure out ways to get food. 🙂
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Good to see you again Tucker! ❤ to you,.Dennis and Trixie.
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Well hello there Tucker. Good to hear from you and so pleased you are feeling better.
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That looks like a fun adventure, however a little BBQ would have made it stellar!! I’m sure you got some good noms when you got home Tucker. Good think that Trixie came along form extra protection. And poor Dennis left at home all alone…….
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