Hullo everyone! It’s me, James.
My mom Caitlin is busy working on her book edits, so I offered to write a blog post for her. She said if a dog blogs, then he’s a dogger. I hope you enjoy my first attempt at dogging (my mom was just informed this is a dirty word but let’s roll with it because I’m only 5 years old and fixed so I don’t know what sex is, anyway).
Caitlin always tells people what a good boy I am because I am really smart and well-behaved. I am also very quiet and never get nervous in new situations. I listen well and come whenever I am called. Apparently, I also possess a mastery of the English language, am capable of editing photographs, and can upload a blog post.
Basically, I am the polar opposite of Maggie.
What can I say? Opposites attract.
Caitlin took me to the Girls on the Run headquarters this morning. I love going to GOTR because everyone pets me. Sometimes, I even see other puppies there! I like other puppies as long as they are female and are smaller than me. Obviously.
Lisa, the program coordinator, and I had a meeting to discuss sponsorship opportunities. I’m trying to convince my dad (the Husband) to sponsor a booth at the GOTR 5K in December. I think he’s going to do it!
I also picked up a first aid kit and name badges for Caitlin.
When we got home, I helped her prepare her coach’s bag. Her new season starts tomorrow. She told me that she was nervous but I’m sure she will be just fine. After all, if she can control Maggie on a daily basis, 15 eight to ten year olds will be no big deal.
Caitlin was happy because she didn’t have to cook lunch. She just reheated Santa Fe Casserole, which she cooked last night.
Hey – Maggie wants to say hi. Here she is:
OMG OMG OMG What is that oh that is my tail kjdfdi87f8! kjdfkdj! pant pant pant kjdhgoidg9ufdg9b8n (*^&^$#&*^(* 0934h3hvnakjfn adjf BARK BARK BARK Where am I djfhdjgh0bh nhe vn sleep poop klmdkngifdu food food food BARK BARK BARK iejgkd hvuiv 0y909842748 8 Who are you Where is my mommy What is happening to me hfdjhfdkfd (*&*%&^$ Is this real life Where is my bed Help me Oh wait food food food BARK BARK BARK
Oh – sorry! It’s James again. That’s what I get for giving Maggie the keyboard.
Well, I’m off to go stare out the window, steal toys from Maggie, and look deeply into Dad’s eyes until he gets the hint and gives me a treat. Bye!