I can't sleep…
“notice the dog’s tail wagging, the sound of the dog’s feet clicking on the pavement, the clouds of breath coming out of your dog’s mouth on a cold day”
— Joy Rains, from “The stress secret: 12 ways to meditate – without actually meditating” (The Guardian, Feb 9, 2023)
Video of Wally Walking. VOLUME UP! Thank you Susan.
hello friends, wally here. more big news. mom and i have been going on morning walks together, well, sort of. mom carries me a good part of the way, she’s so warm and cuddly, and then when her back hurts, i wiggle in her arms to let her know that i guess i can walk a bit. dad weighed me yesterday and said i was 14.6 lbs. he called me his chubby little low-rider, whatever that means. dad said it’s a good thing mom is so nice, because if it was him, i’d be bouncing behind him on my chubby little belly like a beach ball, no carrying his show quality chubby big head. i barked at dad as that wasn’t nice, not at all, and we shouldn’t be comparing the size of heads because his blocks out the sun. well, after all that, mom said i did the best ever by walking an entire mile by mysself, and i was so tired when i got home. mom took some pictures of me sleeping (that’s the video, press go on 2nd pic & volume up!)…and dad said between mom and me, he couldn’t decide who snored louder, and whether it was a bull horn or the Metro North whistle, which was problematic enough, but this wally sleeping with my eyes open, really freaked dad out. i told dad that i had to watch dad even when i was sleeping so he wouldn’t pull a fast one on me. always on high alert, yours truly, tgif everyone. Wally.
Wally’s Great Adventures (42). hello friends, wally here. more big news. mom and dad were in the other room, whispering, and telling secrets. little do they know that i can hear everything, and dad says blabbermouth mom tells everybody everything and word gets around the globe faster than the internet, whatever that is. anyhoo, dad said that wally hasn’t shat or peed in the house for weeks, and mom said she thinks its been a month. A month! Dad said. Yep, mom said, i think our wally is advanced for frenchies. dad just stared in disbelief, and then said, advanced alright, advanced in walking on three legs, having curly cauliflower ears, and playing with hisself, almost, just almost show quality he said. Then dad whispered to mom, don’t you dare tell wally that wednesdays are hump day, i can only imagine what he’ll do next. i didn’t know what all that meant, esp hump day, but if it was about me and coming from dad’s mouth, it couldn’t be good. so i ran around the corner where they were whispering and barked at dad and told him that he wasn’t very nice. Anyway, I’m sharing some pictures, including one of me and my best friend monkey. i know what you are thinking, and it’s not very nice, monkey does not look like dad without a mustachio! have a great HUMP DAY everyone. Wally.
Wally’s Great Adventures (41). hello friends, wally here. dad must have been ill, he was gentle dad this morning, in a soft moment, a frequency of occurrence like haley’s comet, he said NOBODY gives him a full-body-wiggle-hello, NOBODY gives him a welcome home like I do. he said it warms him all up inside, yes, he said that. he said mom used to do it a long time ago – when she saw dad, she would wiggle her a** and other things, but he said she doesn’t do that anymore, and she just wiggles her finger at him, and complains about her bad back and her sore feet. so, each morning, i wait under the table for dad to come home from his walk, i hear the garage door open and here we go. look at dad and me dance. i love dad, he’s the best. have a great weekend everyone! Wally. (Volume Up on Video!)
Wally’s Great Adventures (40). hello friends, wally here. whoo hoo, big news today. it all started with mom reading all your comments on yesterday’s post accusing dad of puppy abuse by sending me out in the arctic tundra without a jacket. mom was horrified, and wanted you-all to know that I have grown so fast, my jackets don’t fit around my coochy belly. so mom and i went shopping today to a custom frenchie dress shop, and did we get some awesome stuff, new jackets with hoodies to cover my ears, new vests, fleece underwear gotchees just like dad has, so dad and i can walk around like twinners in the neighborhood like Boyz in the Hood. just check out the photos. dad saw mom and me come home with so many shopping bags and he said WTH is all that? mom said just you wait and see. he stared at both of us, shook his head and went back to work, mumbling something getting rash, having holes in his socks, while his dog is strutting around in custom outfits. it’s been a great day here! good night everyone. Wally.
