Hello good readers. This is Tucker the Much Better Vizsla Than Dennis. Longtime acquaintances of Dennis may remember his claims of flyball super-stardom. But do Dennis’s claims add up? On Sunday, I was invited to a demo put on by Dennis’s flyball team, while Dennis stayed home, supposedly due to his nervous condition involving large munitions exploding at the nearby Marine base (or, as I call it, “Something That Happens Every Day And What’s The Big Deal?”). This presented me with the perfect opportunity to investigate his so-called athleticism. Come, Trixie! The game’s afoot!
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After the malfunctioning Doghouse of Justice deposited me on this mysterious Planet of the Stuffies, the situation deteriorated rapidly. First I met the contact-lens-seeking, machine-gun happy George; then the Doghouse of Justice was captured by a scouting party of stuffies and taken back to their village.
Now I must get it back.