My Best Mr.Winkle Impression
Yes, you are lucky I can't dress you up.
This is officially as close as you will ever get me to look like Mr.Winkle. TRUST ME. Story here is David decided to shrink one of his sweater’s down to Razz size. And, once it was Razz size, he declared, “Razz shall wear this!” Great. Just what I want. The look above is pure sarcasm if you can’t tell. I hate this.
It’s been a few months since my last posting. The big news of the day is I completed my first level of agility training! I loved it and I was really pretty good at it. It was actually a little scary at first. There was a big tube that I swear I saw dogs go into and NEVER come out of. And, after I noticed this, David on cue says “Hey Razz! Go ahead! Go on in!” Then he’s surprised when I’m skeptical about the whole situation.
In other news, David has recently started feeding me in the bedroom in the morning and in the sun room in the afternoon. I cleverly noticed that to accomplish this, he’s able to MOVE my food bowl with seemingly no effort from room to room.
Curious.
Tonight I tried it myself. Guess what. It works. It works SO well that I decided to walk around with my food bowl proudly all night. I went to surprise David of the discovery, but the surprise was ruined when I bumped my way into the living room and he heard me coming. The problem there being I’ve only figured out how to hold the food bowl in such a way that it covers my face and eyes. He wasn’t as excited as I’d anticipated. Not sure why.
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