No picture, no good stories, I am just one cranky dude. It has been raining here in the Big D, raining A LOT. Which means no dog park, only short walks (cause it stops raining, we start walking and then the dam* rain starts again) and the dog door is shut, to keep me from tracking in the mud. Crapola on that.
So I've been doing my best, but it ain't good enough, I started chewing on the bed pillows again, cause I was bored, bored, BORED! Then I got in trouble and those same dang pillows got waved around in my face and it scared the living daylights outta me, so I ran and hid. I have never been hit with a pillow, or clothes, or anything, but when things starts waving around near me I FREAK OUT! So no more freakin' pillow chewing.
After the pillow chewing I barked at absolutely nothing. Then I pushed open the door into the garage and the garage door was open, so I ran for it. FREEEEEDOMMMM HAAAAA! I ran three blocks away and my lady had to come chase me in her car. Then I wouldn't let her catch me, and she got mad cause some stranger just stood there and laughed at her, instead of trying to help. Here's a dirty little Murph secret, when my lady calls "Murphey come", I only do it if I want to, and I didn't want to. I finally got caught cause my lady went into someone's backyard and I followed to see what was there and then she shut the gate and I was caught. Crap.
Then it was back home for more boring laying around. All in all, I'm feeling pretty pissy. I'm so peeved off, I read everybody's blogs today and didn't leave one comment, it's too hard to leave a comment when I'm so cranky. I heard three more days of rain, bummer.
Cranky Dude Murph