Poor Bob
I am pretty miserable today. You know how badly I wanted to attend the SUPER PET EXPO, don't you? Remember I wanted to be reporting from the event so I could share all my news? Here I am, sad and pathetic Bob.
Oh, this is terrible. Let me tell you what happened. As you know, Rusty and his stupid stroller were allowed to attend. That was a given, and I guess I can accept that. I like Rusty a lot and because his legs are so short, he almost never goes anywhere. Sometimes he goes out into our woods with me, and usually my Mom has to come find him and carry him home.
So it was Lily that kept me away. At the last minute she had such a little baby crying jag that it was decided that I would stay home with Scarlett, and Lily would have a lot of fun. She even insisted upon wearing her stupid turban.
Fortunately it clashed with her collar, so her Mom (my Sister) told her she had to leave the hat at home.
So all I can tell you about the Super Pet Expo is that everyone had fun but me. I did get one dumb ole' dog biscuit when they all got home, but nothing else. No presents at all. No fun, no reporting, no presents (not even a lousy tee-shirt). Poor Bob.
So. Would everyone please do me a big, big favor? Please send us a comment or an e-mail and tell my Mom and my Sister that next year, Bob Needs to Attend. Thanks.
Love,
Bob
------ to distraught to Blog any longer today
and.....as always the photos on today's Blog came from BEV HOLLIS PHOTOGRAPHY who went to the Expo, had an amazing booth and probably had a lot of fun. Niles? Did you get to go?
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Bob
As you know my mother has no faith in my behavior at such events. She told me it would be boring and that I might as well sleep right here. So I did. I think that she is telling a small fib though as I hear it was a lot of fun. Maybe we could lobby to go next year together?
Niles, My Man
That is a wonderful idea. I bet your Mom has sore feet from standing in her booth, and Ha! Maybe the joke is on our "two legs". I had a nice day off, didn't you? Let's rub it in, AND stick out our tongues. HA! I feel much better.
Your BFF,
Bob
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Dear Cousin Bob,
I feel your pain -- my mom took me to the Expo last year to be in something they called the Pet Fashion Show. I was the most handsome one there, of course. Anyway, my mom wasn't happy with me at all after the show -- she said I had something called sensory overload. I don't know about that, all I know is there was just too much to see and smell and hear and the lights were really bright and the floor was really hard and there were so many dogs and people and crowded and....whew!! OK, it's happening again -- maybe I DO know what she was talking about! SO....I had to stay at home too this year. I think next year, instead of lobbying to go, we should plan our OUR party, just us four legged forgotten creatures. What do you think?
Love,
Your Cousin Smurf
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Bob -- Can you help my Dad? He tried to unsubscribe his one email (sturmie@bellsouth.net) from your blog and then resubscribe using his new email (sturmie1@gmail.com), but some of your stuff is going to one email and some is going to the other. My Dad is usually gone stupid. Can you see what email he's subscribed to and can you fix it?
PS -- I never got my purple glow necklace, did you?
Your friend, Boris Trapp
I will see what my Mom and me can figure out. I'm not surprised if your Dad has been having difficulties. He is probably more busy than my Mom and that is BUSY.
I didn't get my necklace, no, and I am bummed. I need that necklace pretty badly, don't you? I want to wear it in the woods at night so the snakes don't find me.
Your BFF too
Bob
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