Bosco Dog Blog

Well, this weekend was strange. On Friday, Joan kept coming and going with that box on wheels. She left once to return soon after, take something from the laundry basket and then leave again. Then she returned again a couple hours later. Then she left way later with it again. Then the girls from across the street showed up (they showed up earlier but Joan was home and told them something about a cancelled flight). Anyway, they let me out at nighttime and then returned and gave me walks and food and water. They stayed and watched TV with me while I lounged on my bed. Joan really gave me the whole living room. She had both of my beds in there and she put a blanket on the couch and a sheet on the leather chair so I could bounce around the room and sleep wherever I wanted! I missed Joan but it wasn't that bad because I ate all my food so I wasn't that worried. I really like those kids!

Now Joan is back. This morning we went on a long walk and we saw a BLACK STANDARD POODLE. I walked by without incident though my ears were down and I was pulling on the leash and looking backwards, too, to see if it was going to attack me. It wasn't the attack poodle but STILL I've got to be careful from now on!

Yesterday Joan let me stay in the house without T-shirt. What freedom! But she realized I was licking my wound a bit so last night she put the t-shirt on again. When, when, when am I going to get to go to the dog park again? and swim in the Mississippi River? and run like a dog again?