Danny Wants to Play

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This is another report from Dannyland, and I’m Danny or to my fans, Danny the Dog. Today I’d like to tell you what happened this morning after I walked my human. As most of you know by now my human’s name is Andrew. We live on the “Asun,” that’s the name of our boat. She’s named after my friend Suni. Andrew wanted to call her the “Andrew,” but I nixed that idea. I mean how narcissistic can you get? Well, in his case, a lot.

Before I can get to the events of this morning, I have to preface the story by telling you what happened two days ago. In my last communication, I told you how I outsmarted Andrew and earned myself an hour of freedom. In addition, I told you how while running free I came across a delicious treat and ate it. I’m not sure if it was the treat or what, but that night I got sick. So for a day, I was a bit out of sorts. Andrew made a big show of insouciance and told me it was my karma. He even went so far as to tell me God was punishing me for running away. By the way, don’t blame me for using big words. Andrew makes me learn a new one every morning before he’ll give me my hot dog.

So anyway, after being a little under the weather for a day, I was feeling frisky this morning. When we got back from our walk, Andrew drummed a new word into my head. Today’s word was enfilade. I’m a dog, when am I ever going to need to use a word like that? If he taught me a word like bratwurst, now that is something I could use. I think it’s German for hot dog. And speaking of foreign languages, why can’t he teach me French? I’ll love to go up to a pretty mademoiselle and say, Je voudrais un hot dog”

I’m getting away from my point. I was feeling good this morning and felt like playing. But would that old fart Andrew play with me? No, he wouldn’t! He sat there at his computer writing some silly story while I lay on the bed and begged him to play with me. I gave a low growl to get his attention then barked one bark. He looked at me and said, “If you want to play come over here and I’ll scratch your head.” I didn’t want a scratch on the head. I wanted Andrew to get on the bed and roll around with me, and maybe rub my tummy. For twenty minutes, every few minutes, I’d give out with a single bark, all to no avail. But in the end, I did win. To shut me up he gave me a hot dog.

I still want to play. When I’m finished writing this, I’m going to jump up on the bed and lick Andrew on the face until he wakes up and plays with me. At the very least, I’ll get a hot dog. By the way, tomorrow’s word is vociferous. He hasn’t told me what it means yet, but he did say my actions this morning inspired him to teach it to me. Maybe it means hot dog.


6 thoughts on “Danny Wants to Play

  1. Danny you crack me up! As for your human he seems to be bore, I have my humans trained, let me know if you need any advice okay, great story by the


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