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Tomorrow is bath day.



Which means tomorrow morning is

DOG PARK!

ernest trying to restrain myself

I am tired and it is hot again.

Why? Partially because of my new duties as construction supervisor in my neighborhood. Everywhere you look there are sidewalk closed signs, pylons, things to pee on and dumpsters that my mom wishes she could throw my poop in. The construction means lots of traffic and now my biggest fan, Emma isn't outside very much any more. What a bummer.

On the bright side, I am being wooed (shh, don't tell Phracey), by a Havanese named Clover and a dachshund named Caper. Its so confusing .. they both have names that sounds like plants and that start with Cs. Now I know what it feels like to be the big man on the block. Suffice it to say, I like to give smooches and will tolerate some ear biting for the sake of not hurting either one's feelings.

I am still looking for a coed to make me a sign.

ernest basset at your service

Good things come to those who wait.

I sent this picture to my sissy and told her I was awaiting further instructions. You see, after every walk, I wish to stop on the porch and take a rest and really, await further instruction.

This is what she sent me back:

Ernest,

Go down the porch steps and turn right.

Go to the first stop sign and turn right again.

Go past the Volvo dealer to the first stop light and turn left.

Follow the road until U get by the stadium,.

Ask a Coed to make a sign for you that says GOLDENDALE or BUST

Continue across the bridge. Follow the signs to 405.

Go south even though Mama S always wants to go to Everett.

Follow the signs to I -90.

Hopefully you will be able to score a ride.

I will see you in about three weeks.

Phrace

I think she is missing critical steps -- like the cut off for 97 and what not.

Anyways, its a start.

ernest basset

I had a blast with my dog sitter! I managed to scam 1999 walks a day and lots of treats. He was trying to understand my psyche so he spent alot of time examining me.

I basically ignored the moms when they returned home from Montana where Hannah is not a resident.

I am tired still. I am trying to talk nmom into the dog park tomorrow. We'll see if I can use my charming ways to bend her will.

My moms are abandoning me for Montana!

Fear not, I have a dog sitter and I'm going to tell him that I need six walks a day and three meals.

Hah.

The six walks will balance out the three meals and they will be none the wiser.

Ernest smarter than you, really.