I howl. Apparently people don't like that so much. My new mom is gonna make me a special collar with long whiskers so I can feel the world around me. Maybe then I won't feel so alone when she leaves me, and maybe then the other dogs will want to be my friend. She says she's gonna make it real cute. Oh God, please don't let her make me look like a girl!!
Oh boy, this is real good news. I'm going on a day trip to West Hollywood. It's a day trip because apparently you aren't allowed to howl in West Hollywood, and if I howl, I can't stay. I don't howl to be pretty. I just -- it's the blind thing. It's all black, everything. And if I move, it all bumps into me. Or else it's just forever space with no end. The light and the dark are all one thing. And nobody likes me except my mom. I'm not sure anyone can even see me except her! Like maybe I'm INVISIBLE! My mom's gonna put little bells on everyone so I can hear who's around. I like that idea.
Anyway, I'll post a picture of my new collar soon as I get it. Unless it's all girly-looking. Then I'll just pee on it.
Yours,
Teddy
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