Greetings, quivering civilians! It is I, Saya the Mighty, the vampire-hunting vizsla, with an update from points north! Continue reading “I, SAYA THE MIGHTY, AM HEADING FOR THE RING!”
Greetings, quivering civilians! This is Saya the Mighty, checking in from points north. Did you know that we have tree squirrels up here? DID YOU? Well, we do. They sit in their trees and they taunt us. DIE, TREE RATS!
Greetings, quivering civilians! I know you haven’t heard from me, Saya the Mighty, in a long time. That is because I have been very busy keeping northern California free of vampires, squirrels, and their pointy-toothed ilk. But once in a while I like to have a little fun, while still keeping myself in practice, say, by trying to beat out the competition to catch a ball when it bounces off the roof. See if I don’t!
Greetings, quivering civilians! Saya the Mighty here, reporting from points north, to let everyone know I am still doing well, and am taking on a new mission. Having rid the world of gophers, I am now learning the finer points of stacking and gaiting. See if I don’t!
Greetings, quivering civilians! This is Saya the Mighty, reporting from points north. You may have noticed that I’ve been away at summer camp for longer than I originally planned. I am doing much too well here to leave. See if I’m not!
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!
Greetings, quivering civilians! We still have visitors, and certain subterranean rodents seem to think that I, Saya the Mighty, may be distracted during this period, thus allowing their sappers and tunneling saboteurs free reign in my yard. How wrong are they? Very. THERE IS NO BURROW THAT SAYA THE MIGHTY CANNOT FURROW!
Saya the Mighty out!