Twinkie's bloggy about how confusing things were for her when she started blogging and how few pals she had and I got to thinking. It starts that way for all of us. It took me a long time to make pals. And some of my early posts got NO COMMENTS! Sob. But Momma was really just helping me post for her own amusement, so we weren't too bothered, but now I have lots of pals and it is swell.
All that said, I want to give special thanks to some great friends. First of all, Bogart, who was my blogging mentor and who helped me figure out how to do it all in the first place.
And secondly to Maggie and Mitch, my second oldest blogging pals. You guys are the best.
To any new bloggers out there, don't be worried if some stuff doesn't make sense or if you don't get the comments you expected, just post from the heart and you will never go wrong. Heck, when I was invited to my first party I didn't even know that it was a VIRTUAL party and thought I was being asked for a playdate.
Alert readers will notice that there has been a bit less of the Mango lately. Why? I am PROTESTING! That's why!
Momma has decided that I am, quote, "a big spoiled baby" and that is bad because?
She says she is TAKING CHARGE! Oh please.
So you know how I like to sun bake?
But not come inside?
Well she started coming out and putting my leash on me and MAKING me come in even when I don't want to. Yes! I kid you not!
And you know how I don't like my meditations disturbed just to go potty when it is convenient for HER?
Now she brings stupid suck up PeeWee into the dog cave and has him do his dumb tricks RIGHT UNDER MY NOSE! And gives him foodables RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME and of course I do have to get up to see what is going on and then she MAKES ME GO OUT AND POTTY!
Not to mention that she has started leash walking me in my own yard! BORING! And she doesn't think my body slams are cute anymore and makes me walk around until I "simmer" and I have to do pointless sits and everything.
I ask you, is this any way to treat the Mango???
The worst part is that stupid PeeWee all gloating like totally, "See? I TOLD you to listen to her you big doofus." He even told me that he overheard momma making a date for his Good Dog Attention teacher to come over and give me a talkin to! As if!
Well fear not, dear readers. I have nothing better to do all day than to figure out how to confound momma with my "bratty behaviors" whilst she gets the busy brain and cannot always focus on annoying training. I think I can outlast her.
In a pinch, I can always unleash the ultimate weapon...
Mango Man! Oh yeah!