Generic Black Dogs

This morning the men brought back the couch.  It looks and smells really different, but I am pretty sure it is the same one we accidentally destroyed.  It’s not destroyed anymore.  I don’t think we are supposed to touch it.

We got a new toy!  We got a new toy!  We got a new toy!  So exciting I did not watch much of the ballgame this evening.  A’s 4,  Angels 3.  Mr. Piazza hit a game-winning home run.  Piazza is almost like Pizza.  I would like pizza, if anyone would give me any.

I was thinking…why do the Angels wear red?  [I know dogs are supposed to be colorblind, but I don’t think that is true.]  Shouldn’t the Angels be in white?  My favorite colors, after black, are green and gold.  My collar is green and gold.

Your friend,

Dave

Happy Birthday to Uncle Jim.  I miss him since he moved to the trees.  We will see him soon though. 

I don’t have a birthday since my sister Hal and I are “found” dogs.  Makes us kind of mysterious.  Our friend Sadie is like us.  We are all black, and kind of mysterious.  Our people like to think of what our lives were like before we were “found”.  We actually don’t care because we don’t remember.

Hope Uncle Jim has a nice day.

Your friend,

Dave

  Hi, my name is Dave. I am a dog. I’m the one sitting in the picture.  The other is my little sister Hal. 

Today I have a limp. My foot hurts. I’m watching the A’s beating the Mariners. One of my people just dribbled her drink. But I’m not laughing cause I do that all the time.  Final score: A’s 9, M’s 0.  Mr. Harden pitched so well the fielders were bored.  I know I would have been, even as the only fielder (my usual position).  I like playing ball.  It’s one of my favorite things.

Stupid Giants are doing fireworks, celebrating their 2nd lose of the season.  Now I have to sleep in the bathroom until they stop.  Grrrrrrr.

Your friend,

Dave