Before I start, I want to ask you all to please send your good vibes to my pals Scruffy, Lacie (a.k.a. THE BEAST), and BabyStan and their Mumsie. Their Daddi is in the hospital with very bad sickies.
I was most surprised to see that Momma had stolen my bloggy whilst I was otherwise occupied. More so given that she posted about mysterious events of which the Mango has no knowledge.
What is this Seize Her that she keeps speaking of? And how can it be that so many doggies and their humans seem to know what it is?
I, Mango, have no recollection of the events she described with her dopey blue italicized letters. Although I do think that of last night was a bit curious.
It started off as usual with me relaxing and momma and master watching the Red Sox and eventually everybody went to bed.
Next thing I know, I am in the Mastiff Mobile with both Momma and Master headed who knows where. Huh? How the heck did that happen?
Note - this photo is a reenactment as Momma suspiciously did not bring her flashy beast nor use it during the alleged event.
I was wide awake and pretty amped up and eager to know of our destination.
When I saw it was the doggie ER, I couldn't have been happier. I love that place. I ditched Momma and Master and went into the special top secret back room where I was admired and patted and given the old celebrity treatment. After which I kind of dozed off.
Then, before I knew it, it was time to come home again.
PeeWee seemed really happy to see me and was quite intent on staying close to me. I wasn't really bothered. I could tolerate his labranearness, especially since momma slept on the couch close by. She said it was because she wanted to hear me breathing. Well, who wouldn't, I suppose.
It does seem strange that Momma was not feeling well today. She said she did not get enough sleep and was very worried but that reading all your wonderful comments made her feel much much better.
Me? I was pretty much ready for action all day long. Dang, but it is still really super duper hot so Momma won't let me play outside except in the early morning and late evening. Check it out, my very first walkie movie!
(Whoops! You will need to scroll to the very end for my movie. Blogger did a funny when I cut and pasted it).
Now I will say that I was caught red handed knocking plums off the tree, but I swear I did not eat any. Sheesh! Even I know that plum pits are poisonous, right? But I can tell that Momma was FREAKING that I even paid attention to them and she has seen some plums scattered around the yard, so there goes that entertainment.
I also want to tell you that due to Momma feeling funny she has not helped me to catch up and comment on blogs. Sorry about that. I think that Saturday night she hit the Mark all as Read button due to mentals overload.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. Hey! Remember those baby robins on my front porch? Well, apparently they have flown the coup so to speak. Here is a photo of the last baby standing. This little one was most reluctant to leave the nest and spent considerable time just standing there crying like a big baby.
Then he/she (hey, if you know how to tell if a robin has nards, let me know) stood on the banister pooping and chirping and finally took off, never to be seen again.
HERE IS MY WALKIE MOVIE! I sure hope it works.