Thoughts from a little dog

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Hello Dear Readers!

 

It’s been a long time since I wrote.. too long. I haven’t been hidden away writing my autobiography or pondering the meaning of life… even though maybe I should… I’ve just been – sit down and get ready – busy being a dog.

 

Yeah, I don’t need a $10,000 party like Elvis (of “America’s Greatest Dog” fame) to know I’m special. Heck, as far as I’m concerned I am America’s Greatest Dog… at least my mommy makes me feel that way.

 

And I don’t need my photo on the cover of the latest doggie magazine. I have plenty of fans already.

 

What I do need is a nice toy to chew, a soft cuddly place to sleep and a cookie now and again. Hmmm…. perhaps that is the meaning to life. Happiness is where you find it, I’ll be home all day!

 

Paws up,

Atticus

One thought on “Thoughts from a little dog

  1. Hi Atticus,

    I was looking up something in the paper and found your blog by accident. What a surprise to see you today! You ARE America’s Greatest Dog. You deserve extra treats and a comfy bed. I think of you alot.

    Love,
    Angie Meow

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