Five months is a long time on the wagon. There was no doubt I was an addict. Any dog who spends upwards of 5 hours a day on the Internet is an addict. Funny thing was, climbing on that wagon was nothing. I just woke up one day with a total Internet aversion. Even the idea of it made me nauseous. Course the carbuncle I had on my tail was part of it. Hurt every time I sat on the stool and tried my snagle-claw hunt and peck at the keyboard. My dad wanted to take a picture of it. What kind of taste is that. No way. A lady who seems real nice wants to see video of me at the keyboard. Oh ye of little faith. So I had a tail operation and here I am five months later rearing and ready to go — but not without guilt for slipping so smoothly off that bumpy wagon.
I have to admit that I have had a short spell answering questions over on Yahoo!Answers. Some guy thought my avatar looked like a red bear. And a lady said I should see a shrink, and the sooner the better. I’m not sure she even believed I was a dog. No dog-shrinks around here anyway.
So here it is, a few dog art treats for you today. Sorry, I can’t remember where they came from.
That’s it for today. Welcome back to my blog.
Your best friend,
Rita the dog