The Mystery Box

So there was a rumble at the door this evening and I let out the most ferocious bark I could muster and then the boy big one came back in the room and said something about a box coming from Kansas.

I have been to Kansas before and it was really nice, maybe the big dog from Kansas is in the box and she wants to say, "hello." Or maybe it is some leaves. I love leaves to play with!

They opened up the box and low and behold it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, a rope toy! I had this on my list of things I wanted, besides a steak every morning, hint...hint big ones. (You know you might think I am being a little unreasonable, but guess who already cooks for me every night.)


But it wasn't over just yet. There was another bag in there that they said was for me. And it tastes like chicken, I will have to wait and see exactly what this is. They took it away from me and put it with all of my other tasty food.

Well I think there is some more I have to say, but for now I am going to call it a night and get ready to bark at every shadow and noise in the middle of the night. I know that the female one loves it when I scream out in surprise at 2:30 in the morning...and who am I to disappoint?