My Dogs Are Barking

 

Ugh. My dogs are barking!

Huh?

No we're not.

In this picture is the only time today that Toby was NOT barking up a storm. Spring-like weather brought out all the pups for walks in the sunshine.  For Toby, it was too much, and he barked at full volume until he finally fell into a stupor.  Thank heavens for stupors.

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Well, last week Bitey and Toby made contact with yet another museum.  Yay.  I  haven’t been to this museum in a while, but it is beautiful.  It would be an honor to have Dream Our World stocked there.

Cover of the book Dream Our World

If you haven’t ordered a copy yet, Dream Our World is available at Amazon.  Inside, Bitey and Toby go an adventure at the Museum of the Imagination.  There they view the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun.

 

 

Barkers (Another Bad Poem by Bitey Dog)

Cairn terrier sitting on tile floor

We bark in the morning.

We bark in the night.

We bark to surprise folks

And cause them a fright.

A squirrel on the railing

Deserves an “Awoo!”

Till our barkers stop working

Our job is not through.

                                                                                  – Bitey Dog

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Bitey and Toby’s next book is close to being done.  Hooray!  Everyone can be glad that I haven’t posted in a while because I would likely have taken over Bitey’s blog to whine and complain about how I don’t understand formatting and how my word processor is not working.  (As you can see, I did not do that today.  Bwahahaha!)

Before the next book comes out, you may want to read PoopiterPoopiter tells of Geordie and Toby’s first year together and how Toby kept trying to kill himself.  (He tried again last week.  Different toad, though.)

Bitey Dog and Toby in POOPITER