Hey, wanna see Tula's version of our big date? Click here. As you can see, I did sing her my Mango love song and show her my crayon but she was so aloof that who could blame me for trying out my charms on the burned yeast mountain gal?
We have robins living in a house they built on our new front porch.
I discovered this when I went out for my morning perambulations and was most heinously attacked! Those robins are fierce! I retreated to the safety of the indoors whilst momma climbed the ladder for a closer look.
They are still very little. I guess that is why the mom and dad robins are so protective.
Well, I thought the best course of action was to exit the safety of my house via the back and I soon found myself strolling most magnificently around the estate with my momma. See what a good doggie I am?
And then look who I saw! Why, it's Pete MacKenzie from WZLX doing some gardening right near the border of my estate. Yuh, he totally has his own radio show and is some sort of personality. Don't believe me? Check it out here.
But what was he doing putting down mulch and clipping hedges? I guess radio doesn't pay well.
Momma - He lives next door, you big doofus. Actually he is quite popular and plays some good music, but I only listen to his show when WBUR is having fund raisers (sorry, Pete).
Naturally I was keen to meet him and given my recently acquired social skills I was amenable to a nice ear massage.
And spinal adjustment...
Lucky for me, momma had the movie running in the flashy beast. You can watch my encounter with fame by clicking here.
Did you see stupid PeeWee trying to interfere with Mango time? As if! How quickly he forgot his morning swim during which I was abandonded (note to readers, I do not go to the cement pond lest I actually find myself in the water - I am not sure I know how to swim).
Look at the little mouse who was swimming with the doofus. That mouse did not swim well, especially after it had seen the inside of PeeWee's mouth a few times.
Momma - The mouse had already crossed over the rainbow bridge when we arrived at the pool. Dexter did mouth it a few times, but much preferred his tennis ball and I was able to extract the poor thing from the pool.
The point is, that even after getting special fun shift, the little (now wet) black beast was determined to participate in Mango time. Look at his little snooter all pointing out from under the fence.
I was happy when momma told him to get back. Even she is not duped by his attempts at cuteness.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!