Hi again Scraps, Quigs and Ani,
My girl two legged was laughing at our web talk. She explained that two leggeds call themselves P-pole. I think we would get in a lot of trouble if we did what that sounds like (kinda like trees), but if that’s what she wants, okay. I can laugh too! Last night I sort of wanted to take her up on it when she called me a “stupid dog” just because I asked to go out in the middle of the sleeping time. I know she doesn’t like it but when ya gotta go ya gotta go! How is that stupid? It’s a good thing for her I’m not a boy. She did say she was sorry for calling me stupid at food time though. I felt better until the parakeet (a little cheeky blue bird that lives in a wire house) said “stupid dog”. Oh well, how smart can you be if you talk P-pole?
I think we have a beaver here at my place too. My very tall P-pole feeds it logs and puts the leftovers in a pile. He calls it “getting ready for winter”. I know what winter is. It’s the stay inside by the warm fire place time. I think “beaver” is the right name for that growly thing because I heard my girl P-pole laughing and telling my furry faced P-pole that she found a food story about cooking beaver tail. I thought that thing was the mouth because that seems to be where the teeth are. Humm. Considering how it smells, I don’t think I want her to give me my (usually) favorite Pre Wash job. I sure hope “getting ready for winter” is not making the beavers fat so we can eat them all cold time. Yuck!
Pistol
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