Hoppy Thanksgiving everypawdy! Did you have a fun pawliday with your pack? I know I did! That’s ’cause my grandmaw has gotten so soft in her old age, she finally let me sit by the dinner table for the big feast.
I was soooo good. I didn’t even beg too much. My people were so impressed they sneaked plates of pumpkin pie scraps to me!
But just because I’m now almost eleven years old, don’t think I’m not a hellraiser anymore. Nope, that just ain’t the Shepherd way. There’s still a lot of rebel punk in me. See, this morning, I ate a tasty dishtowel for breakfast when my people were away on a walk.
Then I ate some of Dad’s favorite running shirt. I heard mom say he needed a new one so I just gave him a head start.
The humans were not happy when they came back from their walk. Mom just kept saying “Why, Wyatt, Why?”
Later, she went to the grocery store to buy me all new dog food. Lots of it, in cans! Isn’t that a riot? I got to eat canned dog food after eating the towel and shirt?!
“He’s either gonna puke or poop,” she said to pops. Now they’re waiting for me to do something.
Who knew being bad could be sooooo good?
GOOD BOY WYATT!!! You are not being “bad”, you are merely being helpful! You washed plates, you helped yoir Dad get rid of his old dirty shirt, you know that dishtowel still had some pumpkin pie residue some, right?
“Wht Wyatt, why?” your Mom asked. BECAUSE YOU ARE REBEL WYATT.😎….and because your hooman wete silly and left rhings within your reach😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣😂
Soooo how was your poop, your vomit…..or both?? Regardless, it qas worth it!
BTW, you’re as handsome as ever! Always love reading your updates Wyatt!! Always an adventure!
Love!
Sally and Alumni Happy Hannah and Merry Myrtle and Frankie!
OH Boy Wyatt. The pie stuff good for you. NO more eating stuff you aren’t supposed to. I sure hope everything came out one way or the other and no surgery was needed. Always an adventure with you that is for sure.
xoxoxox
Michelle & Angels Sassy & Bosch
Ha!!! This is Shepherd language for, “This is what you GET for taking a walk without ME!” Rebel punks fa LIFE! Hope everything came out all right.
Well if you guys want to know the details . . . it came out both ends! But it was different than last time because it wasn’t scary puke like all foamy. Nope this time I barfed up the fabric itself. After five days of poopin’ and a couple of good hurls, when the zipper finally showed up (it was the last bit) my mom and dad said “Good, no vet visit!”
Your loyal Rebel Punk,
Wyatt Ray Dawg