Hello again! Today I meet you from my porch, tied up. Seems that I angered my human last night. I just found some sprinklers for the tree and a few select bushes that were surrounded in mud. Apparently, I am not allowed to dig up the bushes...or the tree for that. Also, I guess I have been forbidden from the sprinklers.
My human and I were playing chase...I dug in the mud and she ran after me trying to spank my butt. What she doesn't realize is that butt smacking feels like nothing to me, being that I have a mass amount of fuzz covering it.
So, she pretended to be angry and we had soooo much fun. She ran from one side of the yard, tried to block me, but no! Mr. T-Bone Beasley pulled many quick ones and got by the human! Score one for team Bease!
She finally caught up to me and I was just about to give her a victory mud kiss, but instead she pulled me by my designer harness and hooked me up to to pole outside. I tried and tried and TRIED!!!! But alas, I could not free myself from restriction. So, I got mad at my human, and forbade her from any beauty shots of me and my muddy face!
After my muddiness dried up, my human allowed me to enter my own home again...but wait, NOOOOOO! I was airlifted! And moved to the shower!!! NOOOOO!!! Not the hole of watery death!!!!
ACK!!! The water! It is burning the filth off my fur! The dirt is being washed away, I worked so hard to maintain my four legged humanly scent! And now I smell like Lavender and mint! EWWWWWW
This is Mr. T-Bone Beasley signing out, reminding you all that if you must play in mud, be sure the humans aren't watching!
Mr. T-Bone Beasley