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Ok, first things first. I apologize for not posting in so long. I was very busy, and my typer-human-sister was also busy. She "didn't have enough time". Booo! Anyhow, I know I have written about bones before, but I got these new pictures and I figured I have to write something about them, so here goes: My Personal Bone Stations. Great idea, isn't it?!?!?! Well, I made it happen. You see, throughout the winter I saw dead deer. I just ate away at the skin and hair (it's still not off my tongue) and presto, what is underneath?!?! BONES! I have my own, personally run, personally owned BONE TRAIL. I have bones all over our trail. I guess to humans it must look kind-of creepy. Walking along and finding a leg or an arm....oops, deer don't have arms. Lets just leave it at legs. Anyway, my sister saw one, and she had a murder story going in her head, until she realized the culprit was me (isn't that cool?!?! I'm a dog, culprit, garbage lover, and good-looking, all at the same time!! That is what I call multitasking. Or maybe multi-being. What I mean is, I am very skilled.) I have bones everywhere. I can stop for a snack whenever I want! And, of course, it's free, although if you want to come you might have to trade me stuff. Pig ears, dog bones, the usual (don't worry, Boomer, I don't mean you!). So anyway, come whenever! (my pig ear stock is getting low) Have a great day, everyone! And look out for the next post, on fashion of a German Shepherd, Airedale Terrier Mixed Dog ( I am very good at inventing cool titles...can you tell?) Tootles!
Ok, first things first. I apologize for not posting in so long. I was very busy, and my typer-human-sister was also busy. She "didn't have enough time". Booo! Anyhow, I know I have written about bones before, but I got these new pictures and I figured I have to write something about them, so here goes: My Personal Bone Stations. Great idea, isn't it?!?!?! Well, I made it happen. You see, throughout the winter I saw dead deer. I just ate away at the skin and hair (it's still not off my tongue) and presto, what is underneath?!?! BONES! I have my own, personally run, personally owned BONE TRAIL. I have bones all over our trail. I guess to humans it must look kind-of creepy. Walking along and finding a leg or an arm....oops, deer don't have arms. Lets just leave it at legs. Anyway, my sister saw one, and she had a murder story going in her head, until she realized the culprit was me (isn't that cool?!?! I'm a dog, culprit, garbage lover, and good-looking, all at the same time!! That is what I call multitasking. Or maybe multi-being. What I mean is, I am very skilled.) I have bones everywhere. I can stop for a snack whenever I want! And, of course, it's free, although if you want to come you might have to trade me stuff. Pig ears, dog bones, the usual (don't worry, Boomer, I don't mean you!). So anyway, come whenever! (my pig ear stock is getting low) Have a great day, everyone! And look out for the next post, on fashion of a German Shepherd, Airedale Terrier Mixed Dog ( I am very good at inventing cool titles...can you tell?) Tootles!
2 comments:
These photos are a little dark. One can tell that you were deep in the woods on your 'bone trail'.
That sounds great! You never get bored, Abby!
No way, I NEVER get bored! They are dark, but when you are on my bone trail, it is dark!
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