Going Walkies

I have a yard. It's a nice yard! It has lots of CINDERS and sometimes it has GREEN THINGS but mostly not. It also has HORNY TOADS and MR. STINKBEETLE.

I really like MR. STINKBEETLE. A lot.

When I came to live with mymom she was putting up annoying chicken wire around the bottom of my fence. But why would anyone dig out? That's dumb. That's leaving mymom and myyard and all my favorite pee spots! Even when I was a new person I knew that. I think mymom finally got smart and realized how dumb it would be for me to leave myyard, because she only ever put the chicken wire halfway around the fence.

But yesterday I learned a new thing. Yesterday mymom went over to myauntie's WITHOUT me. And she STAYED OVER THERE.

That's not right.

I tried to tell her it wasn't right. I BAWHed and BAWHed. And then I realized.

THAT'S WHY YOU DIG OUT OF THE YARD.

So I did.

I was very pleased with myself.

But myauntie's dogs told everyone I was there, so mymom came out and took me home. She smelled like...

like...

PUPPIES.

She told me not to dig out of that spot again and she covered it with rocks. And I didn't. Today when she went over to myauntie's for too long, I DUG OUT A DIFFERENT SPOT.

She came back before I finished but she made a strange noise when she found the spot. Like this:

"AAUUURRRRHHHCONNERY!!!"

I hope that's not my new name. It would be very long to use when playing agility.