Greetings everyone. Kramer here. Today I would like to start off with a reminder to everybody to stay safe. Please practice social distancing and when out and about, WEAR YOUR MASK. I put mine on (well actually one of Bob’s but he doesn’t know I have it) today to exhibit how important that is. I don’t want you to get sick and, more importantly, I don’t want to lose any readers.
Since we last met, I have been to the groomers again. This is becoming old hat, other then the bath of course. I still don’t like it so I decided to amuse myself by singing. Trish said it was more like a howl, but hey, some people like rap and some don’t. However, I will admit, I didn’t remember any of the words so I had to make it up as I went along and I may have missed a few of the high howls, uh, notes. But I’m sure she had heard the melody before.
I thought I would throw in a couple of pictures of my neighbors down the street. Shadow is a Swiss Mountain Dog. Aptly named I might add because to me, she looks like a Swiss Mountain. I think she is about 135 pounds and has one blue eye and one brown one. She’s the baby of the family and, although two or three years old, still has a lot of puppy in her. For instance, if she responds to a command from her dad, it is only occasionally, and probably by accident. Maggie is a chocolate lab and is a lot older then Shadow, closer to Scooter and Sophie’s age actually. She’s really nice and just kind of hangs out when we meet while Shadow wants to play. I love it when they are out during my walk. I only wish I could be off leash to run with them. Maybe someday. Bob says a lot depends on how I do in obedience class, but I’m not sure he isn’t just employing the old carrot and stick thing. He’s not above it.
My first obedience class was postponed again. This time because of rain. We don’t start now until the 24th, which coincidentally, is Bob’s birthday. He didn’t say which one, but I know. His niece and her husband were visiting last week, and she spilled the beans. Now I’m worried about him driving at that age, especially since he said it’s a ‘piece of cake’.
Bob ran into a friend he hadn’t seen for a while down at the pub, so he introduced me. His name is Vern and he’s a long haul truck driver, and a big dude. I liked him right away, and it seems, he liked me too. So after I let him hold me for a while, I curled up on his stomach and took a little nap while they talked.
I guess that’s about it for now. Until next time, to all my friends out there I say keep a smile on your face and a treat in your pocket. And to all my furry friends still waiting for their forever home, keep the faith. I know it will happen.
See ya in a couple of weeks