You know, pals, our Dogdad always tells us the truth -- so when he disappeared last Thursday and Mom told us he was in (as Gussie calls it) the Horse Piddle for a trial fib relation -- we were pretty concerned. We dawgs definitely do not like fibs. So we really couldn't understand why he wasn't here to explain just why he was off somewhere trying them out.Being a pretty clever dog, even if I do say so myself, I tried to find an explanation all by myself. Mom, seeing I was unhappy, filled me in -- and told me I'd just have to tough it out for a few days until he came home. And that she was counting on me and Just Harry to be extra good while he was away 'cause she had to leave us alone for longer than usual while she went to see how he was doing with this unusual -- for him -- relation.
So we waited.
But then, after the people at the Horse Piddle had enough of those fibs, they straigtened him out -- and lo and behold, yesterday my Dogdad came home as honest and truthful as ever before!!! Happy doesn't begin to describe how I felt.
And Just Harry was upside down himself with joy!!!
So hoorah!!! Our Dogdad is home. No more fib relations!
Today is Bastille Day, one of Mom's favorite holidays, and even though we aren't in France, we think it's the pawfect time for a celebration. Mom asked me to say a very special thank you to all our human and doggie friends who sent her such kind thoughts and prayers while she was a total mess wondering what all this fibbing meant!
Wirey woofs and love,