Sedona AZ (October 27, 2013) – Never evah did I expect to endure such yumiliation! Just look at what “SHE” did to me! Trying to turn this dignified ace reporter into a bunny rabbit? And it isn’t even Easter!
Ya see, it’s like this. We needed to get me food – which of course is always a good trip to the Pet Smart place. But little did I know they would trick me without treats into becoming one of the critters who live in and around my yard!
Guess it could be worse cuz Mom wanted at first to turn me into a FROG! Had that been the case, let me tell ya nevah, evah would this canine be a willing victim – let alone agree to turn into a prince at some future time.
Hmm . . . not so fast . . . having second thoughts here . . . maybe a froggy would have offered more dignity than a bunny rabbit with a PINK bow? Yuck! Lucky for me the ears won’t stand tall so maybe folks won’t really know I’m wearing anything but a new version of a Thunder Shirt.
Anyways, it’s all Pet Smart’s fault because they were having a “good deal” on their Hell-O-Weenie costumes so, of course, that was an offer “SHE” couldn’t refuse. It’s good we didn’t get the moo-cow outfit cuz the color looked same as me, and nary a soul would have known I was even wearing a costume had that been the case.
The upside of this is one of the bunny’s front paws(?) is holding onto a carrot. Last night when our friends were visiting and an experimental try-on of my new attire was underway, I entertained them by playing with this new mysterious appendage which, for the moment, seemed to have become an attached play toy designed purely for my benefit and yet “they” were having more fun than I. Almost, that is, because truth is it was the thrill of a new experience that was a real turn-on for this pup. But hush, do not let that cat out of the bag. (My feline friends should appreciate that one!)
As it turned out, my revenge was that I refused to sit nicely and pose for the pictures “SHE” was hoping to capture. Ha! Never worry. Three guesses as to just who remains in control over here and the first two don’t count.
In spite of it all, HAPPY HALLOWEEN . . . and remember my Pet Pals – DO NOT eat any of the lethal hand outs – which probably really only serve the purpose of rotting the teeth of those for whom the treats are intended. But wait, it’s very good for people dentists I ‘spose. Ya see there? Cups are always half full for someone!
Lovingly, Harley McGuire