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I’m Lewis. And I’m a punk. I like tennis balls and napping.

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Entries Tagged ‘dog’

Wishing You a Golden Christmas

Oh, it’s here.  The Holly-daze are here.  Mom brought me over to the neighbors while she made wreaths for the front door.  She’s shopping a lot.  She’s baking a lot.  She’s smiling a LOT!  Dad on the other hand keeps checking the credit card bills and complaining about Santa not doing his part.  Me, I [...]

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Gold and Blue Velvet Dogs

It’s me, Lewis.  Mom says I need to get over myself and introduce some of the family.  Rude.  But okay, I’ll play along.  Today you meet my cousin. He’s a hoomerweener.  Uh, whoomerhiner.  He’s a, uh, weenywhiner. 
Mom’s glaring at me.
Otto  is a Blue Weimeraner.

This is Otto.  In case you didn’t notice, I’ll tell you, he’s [...]

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Street Gangs and Credit Cards

It’s a big scary world you know, so I thought I’d take you along for a walk with me so you can see the kind of things I have to deal with every time I venture out.  Mom says there is safety in numbers so I should never go out alone.
Come on, get your leash, [...]

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Mothers are Gold

Hey, have I mentioned my mom?   It’s almost Mother’s Day, you should meet my mom. Owning my own Mom is like having a vault full of goldnot that I know what gold is, but I heard Dad say this before.

Here she is. 
My mom is beautiful.  She’s wicked smart and  wicked nice, too.
In the morning  when [...]

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Twinkies and Dogs

Mom  and Dad are sleeping so I’m up fooling around on the ‘puter this morning, I hope they don’t get mad.
Today I want you to meet Twinkie. 

See, I thought Twinkies were little yellow squishy cakes with cream centers.  This Twinkie is my roommate, Mom says she is a cat.  This Twinkie is not a dog, I [...]

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