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Saturday, April 05, 2008

So, you say it was your birthday . . . .

well, it was my birthday too. And she forgot it just like she forgot yours. I peed on her floor this morning.

I would have had this note to you sooner, but without opposable thumbs it takes me awhile. I just wanted to wish you Happy Birthday. I was thinking of you all day yesterday. I guess I am officially middle-aged now (7 X 7). Oh, to be 25 again and running around my yard in Austin in that fabulous heat. (Whose idea was it anyway to move a Louisiana breed to Idaho? It's still 35 degrees up here at night. My arthritis can't take much more of this.)

I hope you got what you wanted for your birthday. I got the trots because my not so bright mother gave me a ham bone to "knaw" on about three days ago. Was she serious? Did she think I wasn't going to eat that? Hello! Does she even know who I am anymore?

Well, I better go. There's someone walking on the path 50 yards from my back porch, so I need to go to the back door and bark like they are murdering someone in my living room. It's gets me lots of negative attention, but with the Earp boys running the show around here a Catahoula's gotta do what a Catahoula's gotta do.

Here's hoping you get a better birthday present from her than I did.

Love, Bluebelle

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Blogger "Molly McGee" said...

Oh, Bluebelle, I can't think of anyone else, canine or otherwise, that I'd rather share my birthday with! Good call with the whole "peeing on the floor" thing. I'm totally gonna keep that one in mind. Tell your mom no worries. The birthday song from her son on my voicemail was the highlight of my day, and seeing as she birthed him, she really should get credit for it, too.

Happy birthday, Bluebelle! I'd be miserable in the 35 degree weather, too! Come visit sometime.....Scouters misses you too!

Saturday, April 05, 2008

Blogger elphaba said...

Dearest Bluebelle,

My amore. Happy birthday to you! These humans are just too much sometimes. I noticed that your family had added an extra one, too, when they were here. So excessive.
Do remember when it was just us? On a day like today we would have been swimming in the Pedernales River without a care in the world. (Cue the slow motion shot with epic soundtrack and a close up of your beautiful panting face) I don't know about you, but that ain't what's goin' down around here today.
Gotta run. There is a vicious looking woman in capris, white tennis shoes, and oversized pastel shirt with a stroller and a 2 lb. 7 oz. dog attempting to pass by our house on the other side of the street. She thinks I'm not aware of the threat she poses. Hahahaha. Silly woman. You know what needs to be done. Barking like it's 1999.
You'll always be in my heart.
I'll be slobbering on a blue bonnet for you whenever the hell someone takes me for a walk.
Happy Birthday, my love.

Sunday, April 06, 2008


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