I think that acid reflux monster purposely got a horse that thinks its a stubborn mule in Mommys voice.
Anyway us dogs have been yapping loud enough to compensate fur Mommy having to not speak fur so long.
In good news. Benji learned the hand signal fur "Come". He understands when its time to go outside to go potty. Yay Ben!
Here is a picture of me, Lassie, yapping with one of our new neighbors. He is a Golden Doodle.
I think he is a great great great (87 greats) cousin of our Blogville Mayors Stanley and Murphy. How cool is that.
Do u see him by the bush/tree on the left.
It was a bush. Mommy chopped off the bottom branches. We can visit our new furiends easily now with those branches cut off.


