Well, here’s what happened.
All weekend my person kept ignoring me.
I mean, she was hardly ever home.
And it seemed like either my person was gone, or there was thunder – or both – the whole weekend.
And I didn’t get a walk.
All day Saturday – no walk.
All day Sunday – no walk.
I’m going to turn into a fat, lazy dog if I don’t get my walks.
And what about my person?
If I don’t take her for walks and she doesn’t get her exercise she’s really going to be in trouble.
I wouldn’t even want to think about what’s going to happen. It would be ugly.
Finally on Sunday, my person came home when it was almost dark.
But at least she got my leash so I could take her out.
And when we got outside my neighbor dogs were out too. It was like a dog party. Woo woo!
Oops, now it’s really starting to get dark.
Come on person, we’ve got to go. I wouldn’t want you missing your walk.
And you know what the best thing is about walking in the dark?
My person can’t stop to take any pictures.