They’re my daawgs.
I think they are both…hold on.
WHAT!??! What do daawgs say??? Daddy…I’m kinda in the middle of…
FINE. Daawgs say woof woof woof.
Sorry…that was my Dad asking what daawgs say. I swear keeping that guy entertained is a full time job. Exhausting. <shaking my head>
Anyway…where was I?
But you hardly ever see them apart. EVER. Where one goes…the other goes too. Even in the picture of “her”…he’s hanging around.
Sooooo, it’s just easier to say JackJoey than separate their names.
Hey! I’m a man of few words.
I think they’re both pretty old. Maybe 12 and 11???? So in dog years that’s 11. Times. 7.
That makes them…let’s see…carry the 1…and…
Mommy and Daddy say they probably won’t be around much longer. I’m not really sure what that means? Where are they gonna go?
They’re pretty good daawgs though. They bark and growl really mean when people walk by the house. Or when someone drops off a package…which reminds me…I should be getting a package today…I’ll have to keep an eye out.
Well…Jack barks and growls. Joey just stands there beside him wagging her tail. I think I’ve only heard her bark once or twice. Like me…she’s a girl of few words.
I’m not really sure what the barking is about. Maybe to sound tough? I guess???
Believe me. He’s not tough. One time…Dad took him on a run…he lost a toe.
Jack did…not Daddy. I think Dad looses marbles…at least that what Mommy says.
And another time. He was playing in the snow. And cut his foot. How do cut your foot…on the snow?
I guess he should only be allowed to run around in a pillow factory. Never mind. Bad idea. He’d probably choke on fev-fers they put in the pill-wos.
Anywho. Both of them are really good to me. They don’t bite me if I get mad and accidentally pull their tail. They let me pet them. They take the blame for eating all the cookies. They hang out under the kitchen table so I don’t have to clean up if I drop something.
And most importantly…they always love me and I always love them.
Although they don’t like getting their pictures taken like I do. This one was like corralling cats. But at least I got everyone to smile.
Ok. Well I have to go for now.
Daddy asked me to come along with him to run some errands this morning. Probably needs my advice on some real estate stuff???
And I have to go see the dentist (I’ll tell you about that later).
But now you know my daawgs JackJoey.
See ya ta-mah-wo.