Well, life has certainly changed since a fur ball picked me to be his mum. In fact the pupster has it made… He lives by the beach, goes to lovely parks and… get to have sniffies around the forest…
As I write this he is in a doggy spa being puppy poofed. He has been rolling in everything that stinks lately, so he is now being wonder whether he figured out by rolling in stink-tastic stuff he gets to luxuriate in the dog spa…
You may wonder what this has to do with writing… Well I often look at the pupster and wonder what he makes of humanity and its weirdness…
If I was a puppy what would I make of us… Plus what would I chew? I seriously would avoid my stinky shoes… yet for some reason they are his favourite…
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