Greetings friends and fans! This is The Daily Bone and I'm your diligent doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel.
As you might know, my ghostwriter worked all the way through Halloween and Thanksgiving, (and will have to work through Christmas too.) Mr. Bones Daily, however, has been just hanging around in the garage, supposedly keeping watch on Dad's tools, machines, fishing poles, jars of nuts and bolts and hinges and screws, and other
So I asked him why he wasn't doing his job. After all, those birdies could poop all over Dad's workbench! This was his reply:
|It's too cold. I'm frozen stiff!|
You have GOT to be kidding me!
So I chased the birdies out all by myself. Harumph!
Here are a couple links to past interviews with Bones Daily:
We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to bring you this special report. Today it snowed all day long! But I didn't get to play in it. That's because I had to spend the whole day at the vet getting blood tests. Blah! But no matter. My ghostwriter kept watch over the Evil Squirrel Cartel. It started out peacefully enough.