Dusty's Diary

By Martin Ryszka, published Jul 18, 2008
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I'm not sure what day it was, a Saturday or Sunday, but I should've known something was up. My two food givers were going in the truck and I was too. But we weren't taking the fifth wheel; that oddly shaped house on wheels. But I was riding so I didn't care. It was a long ride too; knew I should've taken a dump but I was so excited my schpincter closed tighter than my mouth on a bone. Luckily we made our destination before too long and I think I only 'perfumed' once. We were at the place where the tall, funny walking guy lives. Lots of dirt, fresh air, country smells and water!! Lots and lots of water; a lake I think it's called. I know I really loved it when I was younger, couldn't stay out of the stuff. I wonder if I was a fish in my previous life?? Oh well, ahhh memories-great stuff. It's too hard for me to shake myself dry so I don't much care for getting into it like I once did. We stayed there a little while, blah-blah-blah, sheesh food givers sure like to talk a lot!! I had no clue what they were saying and I especially had no idea they were plotting about me. We got back in the truck and returned home. I was one happy doggy, what a day.

Thursday the 10th:
Or 'dump day' as it will now be known. I'm abandoned!! Cast away on this island like some flotsam or jetsam. The big food giver drove me out here without the little food giver but he had my food and water dishes, my food and pills and my big long rug. I should've known. I watched him drive off thinking he'd be back any second. I sat under the evergreen until the needles on the ground poked my butt. Funny walk guy was in the house in the doorway so I figured I'd go in and perfume him. 'that' would get the big food giver back. Hee-hee, I'm such a big stinker; no one can withstand my perfumicating abilities.
Didn't work!! I dropped a load before the big food giver left and I'm empty. Here I am, inside, with one bowl of food. Have no idea if funny walk guy knows how to feed me. I may have to make it last for who knows how long. Water dish is full. I'm good. Think I'll snooze.

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Marty, I think you captured the spirit of Dusty very well. Continue the diary to fill us in on more exploits and thoughts he may have.

Posted on 07/19/2008 at 7:07:00 AM

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