A blog by a basset hound named Ernest puppy who is making the lives of two people in Seattle very happy and one day hopes to run for public office.
I tell you, he needs a pal to play with and wear him out. You must simply give in to the inevitable.Look at the evidence. We have 5. and they all are chilled (well apart from KuBrin's little problems but we won't mention that right now).You have one, and he's restless.I rest my case ;-)(of course it could be something to do with being cooler at night?)
You could always try a stiff shot of whiskey. Not for Ernest. For you moms.
Wait, I don't see a reason NOT to give the paws after 9 here.wally.
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