BowserBarksALot
Hi Doggy Friends,
I hope you had a fun holiday and a super happy new year. I did. But just when I was looking forward to curling up on my cushy bed in front of my new fireplace in my new living room, my mommy surprised me with a new friend. His name was Jonny and he’s a puppy. Except not small like a puppy is supposed to be. Nope. Jonny is big. He’s Great Dane big and some other stuff mixed in, too. I don’t know what but that doesn’t matter because the Dane part was big enough. Anyway, at first I was super excited because I would have a live-in playmate. The first day we played a lot. The second day we played a lot, again. I was having a lot of fun. My mommy said I would lose my winter five. I’m not sure what that means but it has something to do with my size. But after two more days of Jonny, I got super tired of always playing. I wanted to curl up and chase squirrels in my dreams because I was too tired to chase them for real outside. Jonny would come over to me and sniff my ears, nudge my neck with his big nose, and then he would pounce on me like I was a mouse! Even when I was sleeping. And another thing, he took my toys away from me. But that wasn’t the worst part. Nope. The worst part was that he took my mommy’s time away from me. I started to growl at him. I needed to tell him who was boss. Finally, my mom said Jonny had to leave. He was only visiting because he needed a place to stay for a short while. At first I was happy to see him go. But now, two days later, I miss him. I feel a little bit bad that I was not on my best behavior when he was here. Okay. I feel really bad because I even showed him my teeth. That was not a good thing. He was just a puppy after all. A big one but a puppy all the same. Have you ever had another dog come visit you? Did you like it? What was the hardest part for you? I hope you have some ideas for me for next time my mom brings home a visitor. I would love to hear from you, so be sure to write to me at my very own email address, BowserBarks@BowserBarksALot.com Guess what else happened to me? Okay I’ll tell you. I got more mail! This letter is from Macaroni from Issaquah, Wash. Dear Bowser, I know it looks like I'm wearing a hat but it's actually my red raincoat! I just like to get reaaaaly close to the camera when my mom is taking my picture and it makes things look funny. I only pose nicely when someone has a treat for me! I'm almost 9 years old. My birthday is on April Fool's Day and that’s no joke! I am a Pembroke Welsh Corgi. That means I don't have a tail like my cousin, the Cardigan Welsh Corgi. I live in Seattle with my mom and dad but I go to work every day with my mom. She works in a law office. I am the official greeter for visitors. I especially like the UPS man. He gives me cookies and scratches behind my ears. He says my ears are ‘just right’ for me. Bowser, maybe one day you can come visit me, too! Your friend, Macaroni Hi Macaroni, You have a very bright red jacket. In fact it is so bright and red that you are the winner of my contest for looking super sharp. My mommy says that all the time when I put on my jacket. At first I thought it was a bad thing like maybe I would get hurt. But no, it’s a good thing. It means you look very handsome. Congratulations, Macaroni! Oh, and I will tell my mommy where you live so I can go visit you! If you have a question or a problem that keeps you lying awake in your dog bed, be sure to write to me. I even have my very own email address – BowserBarks@BowserBarksALot.com. And, send a picture of yourself with at least 300 dpi so my publisher can print it in the magazine. Woof, woof! BOWSER BOWSERBARKS@BOWSERBARKSALOT.COM To read more columns by Bowser, click on the link: http://www.fetchmag.com/the-other-end-of-the-leash/ |
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