Some alert readers questioned why my pool was so sparsely "full" of water on Wednesday. Apparently it has suffered a hull breach rendering it unable to contain refreshing water. Momma claims that I, Mango, am the cause due to stepping on it whilst it was inverted for reasons unknown.
Let's face it. This has been the hotest most boring summer ever in the history of the world.
I am constantly trapped indoors with no entertainments save the idiot labradork.
And he is all the time,
"Hey Mango! Wanna play? Huh? Huh? Do ya? Wanna bitey or chase me or even move at all?"
Just look at that face. As if!
While I would much prefer not to engage him in any way or otherwise encourage labraproximity, I do sometimes become so weary of waiting for change of seasons that I am compelled to play bitey face with him.
Now you would think that most of our bitey action involves me trying to see if his pointy snooter will fit in my large and capable of hiding a chew wa wa inside of it jaws.
But you would be wrong because as of late the little upstart has been putting his pointy toofers on my actual self.
Ouch! That pinches!
Don't think I don't see you disrespecting me there with your labratongue.
The simple minded always thinking about food anyway midget can occasionally get misdirected and bites whatever is handy.
Ah, that's better. Just hold still. I think I have you now.
Isn't all this action just exhausting to see even in still digitals?
Oh ish! I hate it when he does that. His stinky feet temporarily paralyze my mastiff self.
Quit it! Ewwwww!
Well, that was most tiring. I think I have had enough.
I made a raw footage action packed movie of our inside bitey face. It is two whole minutes long! Yuh. No wonder I was exhausted.
Watch it here.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. Oh man! I hadn't heard from my pals Nanook and Pooka in ages, so I was really juiced when they showed up in my google reader, but it turns out that they have both had really bad sickies. I am so worried about them. Yuh, and even though they are sick they still visited me about my alleged Caesar which was just so sweet that I got kind of teary. So please send them your best thoughts and visit them here.
P.P.S. This just in from Miss Kylie. Little Atlas went missing in Worcester Master Chew Sits which is west of Rt. 495 but not all that far from the Mango estate. So please, please, all readers in the area keep your eyes open. You know, we carry leashes in the mastiff mobile at all times just in case we see a doggie that looks lost wherever we are. We are hoping for a safe return of this little fella.