Today I have given the Blog over to Heidi, our 3 year-old Miniature Dachshund.
Four-eyed-two-legged treat giver very, very old dog! Can no longer chase ball but just watch, look on his old dog face suggest he in past, remembering day when he used to chase ball. Now when he sleep I hear him scream and cry. Ball nightmares, I think. I know ball nightmare. Ball become big and instead of chase ball, ball chase you and can no run away! Bad dream, very bad dream!! One day I take four-eyed-two-legged treat giver to park and he no come back, just give up and go to bushes, I think.
On weekend they throw big house party for his coming death.
All sorts of two-legger come with drink bottle. The hold drink bottle all night, drink, drink, drink, like thirsty from eating hot dog! Then they get wobbly and jump about, like trying to stomp on mouse, but no mouse there! Then try to lick one another in mouth like hiding food, but not hiding food! No understand.
Death party no fun for Heidi! No dog for Heidi, just two-leggers that try to grab Heidi’s ears! All night long, Bang, Bang, Bang go stupid music! Stomp, Stomp, Stomp go stupid two-legger feet. All have cat brain! Death ritual for four-eyed-two-legged treat giver stupid! Make Heidi head hurt!
When no meat cake with fire come Heidi watch old dog. He look like sad, gray dog. I jump up on lap and make old dog feel good. He blow out fire and Heidi make wish for big meat bone and driver’s license so can drive over downstairs cat and dumb dog that won’t return my barks!