Um hi. I'm your glum doggie host Chester L. W. Spaniel and this is The Daily Bone.
My ghost writer is working seven days in a row that started last Friday. That means she'll be gone for eight hours every day until next Friday. Then when she gets home she's tired and grumpy. My esteemed colleague Joseph (Joey dog) Spaniel has been to the nursing home, and he says there are lots of nice old people like our Oma, and lots of food and exotic scents. Sounds OK to me.
|The shoes of work.|
So Joey dog and I will have to write The Daily Bone all by ourselves today. We couldn't think of any witty anecdotes, scathing political commentary, or epic adventures. So we're just going to show some of our favorite photos.
|I don't know about you, but this thing looks like it has an eyeball.|
|But why do you have the squeaky toy on your head?|
|But why do you have the yum yum on your head?|
|Mrrf a mrrrfffllllderf.|
|I have a squeaky toy and I'm not afraid to use it.|
|Garden of Eden.|
|Hey, bust me out of this joint!|
|Is that for me??|
|Excuse me, but do you happen to have any special plans for those yum yums?|
|Is that Mom's car we heard coming up the driveway?|