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Four legs, a lick and a wag

Dear friends,

I heard a joke this week and it made me think of my experience with the cows: My neighbor has two dogs. One of them says to the other, “Woof!” The other replies “Moo!” The dog is perplexed. “Moo? Why did you say “Moo?” The other dog says, “I’m trying to learn a foreign language.” I wonder if I could have used this when I was chasing the cows? I don’t think it would have worked.

What did you do during all the snow? I loved it. Lots of couch time with my lake mom and lots of short walks and good food. I must admit I was getting ready for a little more normal routine. This couch stuff can get pretty comfy and addicting.

I learned some new stuff this week. I learned about yellow snow. I guess I never really thought about it before, but after this week I saw lots of it on the corners of the streets. Both my moms told me to not eat it, so I just added to it. They laughed and I wrinkled up my top lip and smiled at them. I love them both.

When Gertie and I finally were able to go to the woods I can tell you it was a real experience. Gertie went ahead of me or I would never have been able to get through the snow. At one point my town mom said all she could see was my little red shirt and my dark eyes peaking through the snow. Gertie loved it – I think it is because her legs are so much longer than mine. It is good to have a friend with long legs.

I received a cute article from Barkus the Beagle. Do you remember Barkus? He wrote a while back about his adventures chasing animals in the woods. This is what he shared with me. It is called “A Dog’s Prayer”:

Treat me kindly, my beloved master, for no heart in the entire world is more grateful for kindness than the loving heart of me. Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do. Speak to me often, for your voice is the world’s sweetest music, as you must know by the fierce waging of my tail when your footstep falls upon my waiting ear.

When it is cold and wet, please take me inside…for I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements…and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet beside the hearth…though had you no home, I would rather follow you through the ice and snow than rest upon the softest pillow in the warmest home in all the land…for you are my god…and I am your devoted worshiper.

Keep my pan filled with fresh water, for although I should not reproach you were it dry, I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst. Feed me clean food, that I may stay well, to romp and play and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.



And, beloved master, should the Great Master see fit to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you. Rather hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me the merciful boon of eternal rest…and I will leave your side knowing with the last breath I drew, my fate was ever safest in your hands.

Tip: Every boy who has a dog should also have a mother, so the dog can be fed regularly.

Have a great week! Pat your pooch on the head and tell them you love them.

                 Your friend, Buddy