I wonder if FatBoy has read this article: American Kennel Club - AKC eNewsletter. Since I get to stay inside most of the time (in the air conditioning) I've never been too bothered by the Texas summer.
Yesterday, I saw FatBoy looking at one of those mail order catalogs, and heard him laugh. Later, when he went on one of his errands, I looked at the catalog and saw he was looking at a dog watering device, triggered by a motion sensor whenever I'd walk over to it. Yeah, right. Like I have the brains to use that.
FatBoy's never, ever given me a bath but I think I smell pretty dern good. I've sniffed the butts of a few long-haired dogs over the years, and they reeeeek!
Still, my favorite sniff was The Goat at the Richardson Animal Shelter (where FatBoy found me). I wish I could've spent more time with him (her?) as the bleats were unlike anything else I've experienced.
Today's the 15th .. that means I'll probably get squirted with that anti-flea stuff again. Yeesh.
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I was a stray at the Richardson Animal Shelter in April 2002, when FatBoy took me home to live with he and his small dogs (with the long tails) that purrrrrr. My real name is Dog # 469, but the Humans call me Beta. My full name appears to be "Beta the Wonder Dog". My birthday appears to be 15 October 2000. My IQ has been measured at 17, slightly more than an apple.
