Bliss by Harry Bliss for July 10, 2024

Somebody needs to go out.

Weel that was nice while it lasted ;-)

We loved our dog, but after he died, there were a few things we found easier to do without him nosing in.

Our not-quite 4 month old puppy is already jealous of us hugging and has to squeeze in.

Our flat coated retriever has to be part rooster. Gets us retirees up at 6 AM without fail!

And then, a cold wet nose in your back.

Go let the dog out?

Go, Go, Go, Go, Go?

Go let the dog out?

Go, Go, Go, Go, Go?

Go let the dog out?

Go, Go, Go, Go, Go?

Go let the dog out?

Well, the bed was nice, my wife and I were humpin’

Heya, yippie yi yo

And everybody havin’ a ball

Huh, huh, yippie yi yo

Then I hear the doggy calling

Yippie yi yo

And my wife she responds to the call

I heard my wife shout out

Go let the dog out?

Go, Go, Go, Go, Go?

Go let the dog out?

Go, Go, Go, Go, Go?

Go let the dog out?

Go, Go, Go, Go, Go?

Go let the dog out?

And this morning will be no different.

At least it’s not, “Mooooommmm!” Well, actually, it kind of is.

Morning breath tends to put a damper on things.

My dog waits for me to take her out. She doesn’t even wake up until I wake her up. I will never find another dog like this.