Happy Hootie Day

I’m late, late, late AGAIN – pretend its October 19th.

Happy Hootie Day is also code for HAPPY B-DAY Poppa!!!

Yep, Hootie was picked up on Poppa’s b-day, so me and the fellas called Hootie Lil’ Poppa.

Poppa didn’t mind Hootie gettin’ in on the b-day action because Momma picked up some of his favorite eats while she was in LaLa Land.

WHAT Popppa DID mind was that Momma locked poor Hootie in her office all by himself.

I know, outrageous right?

Poor pup leaves the only home he has known,

Goes to a strange office and then is locked in a room by himself.

Why you ask?

“Cause Momma  shut Hootie in her office when she went down the hall and had forgotten to  unlock her office door. Tsk Tsk Momma…

The only other peep with a key to her office is Poppa, so he had to rush by the office on his way to a meeting and free Hootie from his captivity. Which is a good thing because locksmiths take WAY TOO LONG.  (Just ask Lance about the time he tried to open the door, ended up locking it, Poppa was far away at a meeting and Momma was out $172 to a locksmith. Or about the time Momma broke the door handle off with a hammer because Lance tried his sneaky flip the handle trick, locked the door and Poppa was out of town.)

Enough about Momma, not learning her lessons about taking her keys with her.  The good news is – Hootie didn’t make a peep, make a mess or misbehave – he curled up on MY visitor bed and had a little kip.

Hootie is a wonderful fella who needs a comfy place to hang his leash and an endless supply of tennis balls.

Travel Safe Lil’ Poppa.

PS. We have 4 Goldies in need of pawcrossing as they fight the evil cancer.

 

 

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