I am behaving much better according to electronic transmissions sent to my moms from my Mama Stephanie.
I am also teaching my half brother to do studly things, but alas, he is still too little to lift his leg.
All I can say is that three mile walks in the am are the bomb and that at Rancho Oxboro we don't need no stinkin leashes.
Oh, Fred Thompson, you can kiss my grits.
ernest-o!
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.
4 comments:
Brilliant! I will be there by night fall.
Who is Fred Thompson?
No leashes! can I come over?
3 mile walks- sounds good to us! Can we come too?
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