walter guesses he spoke too soon about that whole “release from the pen” thing.
(and quick update: he’s doing better and better. still has two more weeks of rest/limited activity, though. curses!)
walter’s saturday soundtrack kicks off with “jailbreak”. he’s gotta celebrate his release from the pen somehow!
walter would like to have rabbit for dinner tonight.
walter’s sunday soundtrack: “puppy prison blues” by the great country dog-artist johnny “the mutt in black” cash.
walter would like for you to ignore his human sling and little shaved patches, and just focus on his indignant face.
walter update! he’s feeling better and better every day, with less and less drugs. he’s spending a sunny friday outdoors even - almost like being a freepup again, with the exception of those pesky bars everywhere he turns.
he also wants to know how his friends entertain themselves in the crate. bones? kongs? toys? scrabble? reading one hundred years of solitude?
diary (cont’d)…
see?! i’m ignoring them!
from the diary of walter…
30 Days of Rest, day 5. i’ve been transported to the back room for a “change of venue”, as the parents put it. (transported in my case, btw. humiliating. i CAN walk on my own, thankyouverymuch.) apparently they think this will make me feel better. fools. know what would make me feel better? having the run of the house again. i will make them pay. i will…i will…IGNORE THEM! yes. ignore them…
from the diary of walter….
30 Days of Rest, day 4.
WTF?!
from the diary of walter:
and so the 30 Days of Rest continues…day 3, is it? who knows, they all blur together at this point. tried to make my escape to the back - mom shut me down. tried to walk more than one block - again, shut down. what is this torture?? can’t they see i feel FINE? what is this CRATING, this CAPTIVITY? i must roam free!
in protest i shall sleep.