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Bark World is coming up at the end of the month. I leave here in just two weeks, heading for Baton Rouge first to celebrate birthdays with a nephew and a niece. I currently have a fractured mind. So many things to get ready! So much to do! I’m taking Chewy to Bark World, so there’s more prep work this time around.
Get ready to see my fractured mind fall into a million pieces before the end of October. And to hear me whine about traveling with a little dog. Not that he travels poorly. He travels super well. But he needs to be around more dogs. I’m not sure how he’ll do. As long as I have plenty of Jones Natural Chews on hand, he’ll be fine, right?
Did I tell you I have a fractured mind? I’m forgetting things left and right right now. Like my own name some days. And I forgot to tell you about the New Girls. They need names.
I also forgot about a leash review. Well, I didn’t forget. SnapLeash sent a way cool leash for Chewy, reminding me of the concept of a European leash, but more versatile and washable, and I’ll be writing a review for them. Mostly because I wanted a leash which would serve me well at Bark World. It allows me to do all kinds of cool things for Chewy. You’ll see more about it later, since I’ll be parading the leash around Bark World for every dog to see and be jealous of. I really do love it.
So! Will you be at Bark World? Will your dog? Chewy has his Halloween costume for the costume party. He hates it. In fact, right this minute he’s “killing” part of his costume. He really hates it.
Back to the girls – did I tell you that I have a fractured mind? – they need names. Here’s my dilemma. There are three of them. They’re all white. They all look pretty much like each other, all being White Orpington hens. I’ll never be able to tell them apart, shy of painting their toenails every month. Which I’m not going to do. The other hens would pick on them for that. I’m thinking of naming them maybe Blanche, Rose and Dorothy. But I never really watched the Golden Girls. And they’re white, not golden.
So. Where does that leave them? I need name suggestions. And no, not Nugget or Pot Pie or Kiev. Real names. Not Tender Taffy either. Or Rotisserie.
Oh! And I’ll be stopping and having lunch with MK Clinton on the way to Baton Rouge! Right MK? So be ready to hear about that. Her dogs will be treated like royalty. Literally. I’ll be toting plenty of yummy treats from Jones. Then I’ll be staying with other dog families all along the way. And having lunch with Chewy’s foster parents while I’m in Atlanta! Yes, they’re moving to Atlanta before I arrive. So I’ll have photos of his foster brother, Frankie the Italian Greyhound. How exciting!
So what on earth am I doing still prattling here?!? I need to get crackin’! See y’all tomorrow! And don’t forget to enter the treat giveaway!
Until I write again …
Flea
