The German Shepherds play. Or at least I will, all by myself!
Today Mom and Dad left me all alone in the house, without locking me in the big ugly cage! Can you believe it? First time EVER, for that long.
They’ve been messing with my head lately, leaving me all alone in the house for a few minutes each time, but today was the real deal.
When they left this morning, I heard Mom say she “thinks” they can trust me alone for a couple of hours. I don’t know why she was so worried!
They were gone all morning and when they came back at lunch, there I was waiting for them, being my usual charming self.
I didn’t eat anything I shouldn’t have, chew on anypawdy’s shoes or scratch at the door. All I did was dance on the couch for a little bit, which tired me out so I slept. When I woke up, I heard them in the driveway.
“You’re a big boy now, Wyatt!” Mom sez to me. “You’re all growed up!”
Really? Me?
No more crate? No way!
Let’s pawty!
oooh, love to hear you are mastering the craft of ‘the nap’. way to go….our friend becomes a man!!!
charon & gayle
Awww Wyatt, you’re a big boy now! And soooo handsome!
Rio
Good for you, Wyatt! Chili Dawg and Finchy always lulled usinto a false sense of security and then did acts of naughtiness every now and then to keep us on our toes- not bad enough that we would put them back in their crates though (so keep the naughtiness to a dull roar), just to remind us that they miss us. Finchy hasn’t done anything since Chili Dawg crossed the bridge, so we are probably due for some type of mischief.
Jenna
Oh Wyatt!
This is a huge milestone! We are so proud of you for growing up! Monkeybutt was only ahead of you by 3 months. But he scratches the door when he hears us unlock it. So, you are better than he is!
Big Hugs to the Big Boy!
All right Wyatt…. your plan is working. First you get them to trust you, then, well….shhhhhhhh!! They have no idea what they are in store for…good job Agent W.
Karen and the pugapalooza (AKA Agents T and O).
What a handsome, well-behaved big boy you have become, Wyatt. Please do not be swayed into becoming Wyatt the Destroyer again by your buddies “Agents T and O.” When you don’t tear stuff up, especially your maw and paw’s stuff, they give you all kinds of special surrrrrrprizzzzzzzzzes.
Spirit Hope
I’m proud of you, Wyatt, but Evelyn is not. She thinks you should eat something that is not yours. If she left anything of hers at your place, I give you permission to eat it.
Love, Dakota
Mr. Handsome Man! Good for you being all ‘growed up’!!!! You be a good boy and they’ll keep you out of jail for good! 🙂
Maggie
Hah! You all fell for my ploy.
Bwwwaaaaah! Bwah! Bwah!!!!!!!!
Growed up?
NEVER! 😉
Yo, Wyatt, My Man….
Take my advice! Repeat after me when your pawrents leave you alone…..”Electronics bad. Electronics bad. Electronics bad……”
And whatever you do, DO. NOT. EAT. THE. REMOTE!
Great job Wyatt! I would never accuse you of being growed up (I know better than that.) Just a word of advice concerning eating things….what goes in, eventually comes out. This can be an unpleasant experience. I ate a plastic toy once, and mom couldn’t figure out why there was pink and blue plastic stuff mixed with the usual sh!t she was picking up in the yard. Just ask Bernie bin Laden, I heard he crapped a camera (ouch!) Anyway, glad to hear you’re staying out of trouble. Will we get to hang out again this winter? Now that you’re older, maybe you’re a little less obnoxious???? Oh, it don’t really matter, I’d like to see you anyway…
Later dude,
Ranger