Hello. This is The Daily Bone and I’m your robust doggie correspondent Chester L. W. Spaniel.
Before I begin my report, I wanted you all to know my ghostwriter made it home from work OK last night. She said if she had gotten out just ten or fifteen minutes later, it would have been a hellish drive. Just as she got to within a couple miles from our house, it started snowing heavily. The blasting wind whipped it into white-out conditions, and the roads were quickly getting covered with snow and ice. But she made it home!
Today it’s very cold and windy. There was a big white plastic bag stuck in our neighbor’s garden that kept flapping in the wind, causing me continuous confusion, concern, and consternation whenever I went out: bark bark bark! It’s a UFO (unidentified flapping object) and it’s bark bark bark bark bark flapping in the wind! Bark bark bark bark bark bark!
|Oh look! Dad picked up that nasty flapping bag! It's safe to go out again!
Now I can play with the tennis ball without the distraction of that annoying flapping bag! Hooray!
|And a good time was had by all!