The Grr an Mr. Eaf am house/dogsittin for thems friend EM. The dog, Bixboo, am maneec an run aroo thinkin he am a puppoo when he am actualloo 11! The first night, the Grr left us at home so we wouldn’t get chewed, but her missed us lots an lots, so when her came back to the condoo her got a see-throo plasteec tote bag an put oo o us look looks in eet so we could come an be in the conversatioo an sit up on a counter an watch TV with thems an stuff an be part o the fun, but not get nyommed by any smoo yappertype dogs.

He am an inside dog becoo he am allergic to evvythins, an when they goes out they leaves him in a pen with hims food an water an pads for goin to the loo on, but then we goes out an gets in the car an comes out to play spishin aroo the car. Am like a karmeec balance or somethins, where either Bixboo or us has to be in a cage. Or one o them logeec puzzoos where yoo has to get a fox an a chickeen across the rivoo in a boat. I not likes bein at the bottom o the nyom chain.