Beachfront Property
Imagine my surprise when I looked out the window one day last week to see that we had suddenly acquired a home on the water!
When I looked in the basement, I found out we not only had a view of the water but we had some of our very own to play in! I'm not allowed in the basement per se, so I wasn't able to make much use of our new little swimming area. Plus, my water wings were deflated... along with my hopes.
Until later in the week. After dropping Scoche off at the happiest place on earth, My owners took me on a surprise shopping trip for what appears to be a southern outpost we'll be purchasing! I overheard that this relates to the male owner's work... Since his main job is walking me, it makes sense that he'd be trying to find some nice new scenery for me.
When we arrived down south, we got a small room in a hotel. It was cozy. The owner said it was "dirt cheap" and that if you carefully analyzed both those words you'd have a full picture of this particular hotel... It was fine with me although my paws seemed to get muddy just from walking around inside.
This place did have some nice water nearby, though...
The water was a nice touch indeed, but the problem was that it was already occupied by some rather curious creatures.
I'm not sure exactly what genus or species these are, but I think they're known by locals as "teenage mutant ninja ducks." I considered fighting them for swimming rights, but again the problem with the water wings. No fair that they already have wings!
So next we check out this place:
This I like. I may not be able to swim, but I'm pretty sure I can surf! I surf the net all the time, and plus surfing is really, really cool so I can only assume I can do it no problem.
Plus, chicks really dig surfers.
Oh, wait a minute, I am a chick! (I always forget that... how embarrassing!)
Well, I'm back home now. But I look forward to another chance to check out the waves!
When I looked in the basement, I found out we not only had a view of the water but we had some of our very own to play in! I'm not allowed in the basement per se, so I wasn't able to make much use of our new little swimming area. Plus, my water wings were deflated... along with my hopes.
Until later in the week. After dropping Scoche off at the happiest place on earth, My owners took me on a surprise shopping trip for what appears to be a southern outpost we'll be purchasing! I overheard that this relates to the male owner's work... Since his main job is walking me, it makes sense that he'd be trying to find some nice new scenery for me.
When we arrived down south, we got a small room in a hotel. It was cozy. The owner said it was "dirt cheap" and that if you carefully analyzed both those words you'd have a full picture of this particular hotel... It was fine with me although my paws seemed to get muddy just from walking around inside.
This place did have some nice water nearby, though...
The water was a nice touch indeed, but the problem was that it was already occupied by some rather curious creatures.
I'm not sure exactly what genus or species these are, but I think they're known by locals as "teenage mutant ninja ducks." I considered fighting them for swimming rights, but again the problem with the water wings. No fair that they already have wings!
So next we check out this place:
This I like. I may not be able to swim, but I'm pretty sure I can surf! I surf the net all the time, and plus surfing is really, really cool so I can only assume I can do it no problem.
Plus, chicks really dig surfers.
Oh, wait a minute, I am a chick! (I always forget that... how embarrassing!)
Well, I'm back home now. But I look forward to another chance to check out the waves!
2 Comments:
At 8:32 PM, Anonymous said…
Smarty,
You are so cool! You'll be "Hanging Eight" in no time.
Love,
Holly
At 10:49 AM, Anonymous said…
Hey Sis:
That is the beach "fur shur!" Isn't that the lingo of surfin dudes? I went swimming in my basement too last week! Pull the legs off an ironing board and "voila"..a surf board!
Love,
Lucy
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