FatBoy gave me the new password this morning, so I can now blog again - wheee!!
I don't know if he forgot to pay the water bill, or what, but lots of water has been falling from the sky in the past few weeks. And if there's one thing I (a Labrador Retriever) cannot stand, it's water.
When FatBoy opens the back door so I can go potty (or tinkle) the water gets between my pads and feels squishy. I don't like that. So often I'll just step five or six steps outside the back door and squat right there. I never understood why FatBoy doesn't do it this way. Instead, he sits on the Big White Chair. I'm happy to guard him, just in case.
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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.
