Where’s my champagne?
“Awoof ruff ruff awruff woof woof aroof wuff…”
(I balanced some drumsticks a few months back, but my Mama brought home a ukelele from college. I’ll try that…)
“Awuff ruff roof woof wuff woof ruff woof”
(My photographic assistant hasn’t gotten around to it yet, but he says he hope to do so soon)
“Aruff awoof woof wuff woof garoom aroo!”
(It started with treats on my nose, and moved to my head. I am really only holding still for the cheese, though!)
“Woof”
(Every once in a while, my photographic assistant tries. A few times he has succeeded, but not always. Tumblr changed things a while ago, and now some of the videos are on the blog sideways (!). Another problem is that our internet connection is a bit slow, and the process times out. He says he will try again, but in the meantime there are three or four videos further back in the blog that have survived the process.)
“Woof!”
(Around 200 or so, but it is hard to count: If I have a full table-setting on my head, or three apples, or a stack of Oreo cookies balanced on top of each other on my head, is each photo one thing, or is it several? I am just happy for all the cheese I have been given!)
“Awoof ruff…aruff woof.”
(Not yet.. but I will look into one.)
“Aroo! Woof woof woof!”
(Thanks! I really love to retrieve things. It is one of my favorite things in all the universe, but Florie nips at me when I run, until I make him stop…)





