Greetings, quivering civilians! I, Saya the Mighty, am here to let you know that I will not be around for a month or so. I am going off to puppy summer camp, AKA the place where I was born, to spend some time with my doggy mommy and my doggy sister and their human mama, while brother Dennis gets a special treatment called Pulse Signal Therapy to try to regrow some cartilage in his hips and back. The treatment takes a couple of weeks and after that Dennis has to have “no jumping and no football moves” for six weeks. Apparently “football moves” include getting tackled and crashed into walls and gates by his “overly exuberant” sister, i.e., me, Saya the Mighty. Who knew?
Greetings, quivering civilians! I, Saya the Mighty, thought you all might like to know that today is my birthday. I am one year old now. I am expecting to get a real driver’s license soon, to replace this “proof” one. Then I will be able to take my katana in for sharpening any time it needs it, and chase down vampires and other evil perpetrators in my own vehicle. Or maybe Dada’s vehicle. See if I don’t!