So this weekend it was HOT HOT HOT at our house. Mom had the great idea to get out my pool but we did not get that far because an interloper landed on my patio.
I am as much a ball boy as any pupper, and probably even more so, but I have my limits. This new beach ball dude wanted to go everywhere with me. I couldn't hide!!!
And, yes, I know. Imitation and flattery blah blah blah and all that. But still ... there is only so much a pupper should have to take, yes?
All I can say is, I'm innocent.
It all happened so fast. If you are crazy enough to land on a Westie's patio with some tube sticking out of you all exposed and everything knowing good and well that if anybody happened to accidentally chew on it or something it would, literally, suck the life out of you, then, oops, you shoulda thought of that when you glued yourself to my side, you shoulda done more research.
Here's hoping next weekend I actually get to go for a swim!