The Day: Thanksgiving, 2011.
The Place: Austin Texas
The Facts: Two crazy Shepherds collide. Who’s the baddest dawg of them all?
So, I’m there to meet this Riley Pup that my Mom is all ga-ga over. He lives in a dog house on wheels too. Mom always talks about him like he’s my twin or something. I guess his antics are pretty good, like the time he ate a ‘puter or something like that. OK, I gotta admit that’s a kewl stunt, but hey Riley, guess what? I ate a road flare! Top that!
12:30 pm. The match is on! Let the Wiley Riot Circus Begin!
Will this dynamite duo get along? Can they contain their killer instincts long enough to try? Only time will tell.
12:35 pm. Alright dude, let’s roll!
12:40 pm. So You’re a Frisbee dawg eh? Well what am I supposed to do with THAT?
12:45 pm. Look Tripawd, it’s like THIS!
12:50 pm. The keep away game continues. . .
12:55 pm. What-evah. I’m over it.
1:00 pm. Truce?
Wyatt: “Nyah! Nyah! Nyah! You just wait Riley Dawg!”
To be continued . . .