Please visit my pal, Jasmine. I fear that her mom is trying to make some sort of love connection for her and she is none too pleased.
Some doggies have questioned the voracity of the jumping photos published by the midget on dumb dexter day. They ask, "Mango Man, are you really jumping?"
OK, I will admit when I first saw those contraptions I was unclear regarding their proper use.
But I wasn't the only one (sheesh, will you look at him, some sort of weasel impersonation I think).
But once I figured things out, I was totally into it! So yes, I am jumping and here is a reprint of my large and agile self clearing the fence.
It appears that somebody has been peeing on the planters on my observation deck.
Hmmm.... who could it be?
Nope, not me, no way, definitely NOT me.
Momma pointed out that this plant showed evidence that it had been peed upon from a great height that some little midget doggies could not achieve.
Hey, nobody saw me do it. It could have been Master, you know. Right? It could happen.
Besides, I would be more concerned about the fact that my weave poles are on the observation deck.
I mean, really, a guy could totally wipe out if he accidentally wove up there.
And so what if I did do it? What's the big deal?
Just focus on how handsome I am.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!