Hello friendlies! Lulu here! As you may be aware, last weekend was Independence Day weekend here in the U.S., which means, among other things, that Dada had Monday off, and we all went out for a sniff around the garden center that day while his car was getting its first oil change in almost two years. So that was fun. But unfortunately, one of the “other things” among the “other things” is that there were lots of explosions, snaps, crackles, and pops, both up in the sky and all around the neighborhood. This phenomenon is sometimes referred to as a boomtown.
Tag: barbecue
It’s A Blast
Dennis: “I don’t see why my box of meat has to be in the blast chamber. It’s just meat.”
Ambassador: “Bob said so and Bob is the expert.”
Vermin: “HISSS! Stupid big dog! Why are you complaining? If the crate has a bomb in it and the bomb goes off, we’ll have instant barbecue!”
Dennis: “Oooh, you’re right! Blow it up, Bob!”
Bob the Pyromaniac Builder: “All right, I’m going to open the crate!”
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we interupt satterday matinay to bring yoo flyball!!!
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel now that i hav finaly got my blog bak frum tucker i can tel yoo all abowt wot i did last weekend wich was flyball!!! yes thats rite last weekend wuz a too day flyball turnamint in the mithical sitty of ramona!!! now yoo may remember that the last time i playd flyball in ramona i got a littel bit of staydj frite that didnt happen this time but unfortchoonatly their is no viddyo of me becuz mamas memry card in her camera got korrupted wile she wuz their i am not shoor wot that meens but i think it meens it aksepted bribes or sumthing but ennyway heer ar sum pikchers wot she tuk before her card went bad
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My Wife Went To A Party And All I Got Were These Lousy Instructions
So you know how when you go away for a few days, if you’re lucky enough to have someone come in and take care of your animals while you’re gone, you might leave them some instructions about what and how much to feed them, what pills to give them, etc.? Well, my wife is attending a birthday party this evening for a coworker, and evidently our dogs get such customized cuisine that I need instructions for feeding them.
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