Sorry about not posting lately. Nothing wrong, other than it's too HOT outside.
For breakfast, I had the usual: Grammy's Pot Pie (yummm). Then, FatBoy let me lick the bowl after his lunch (lentil soup). Then, I started lettin' em rip and had to relocate after each microburst!
Sandra-Bob then offered this wisdom:
Beans, beans, the magical fruit.
The more you eat, the more you toot.
The more you toot, the better you feel.
So lift your leg, and let them squeal!
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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.
