The Chronicles of Zippy
Oh, my. Forget my Halloween costume. I now present “The world’s most humiliated dog.”
Ever.
At the park today, I noticed—from about 5 yards away—that someone had spilled some sort of tasty snack. Cheese Doodles or such.
Oh, I wanted them. I made a beeline for them and strained at the end of my leash, but my folks saw what I was after and reined me in. It was quite a struggle there for a while.
Why are my folks so mean? I was just trying to do my part to de-litter the park.
A nice lady named Debbie wrote to me to tell me about her cute Corgi book “A Circus Comes to Blackthorn Hollow.”
Perhaps this would make a nice Christmas gift. I know it’s a little early to be thinking about Christmas, but I would so like to get Halloween over with...(see below...).
I have been remiss in my journal entries, I know. It is kind of a lazy time of year, and even our travels have been somewhat routine.
Not only that, but there is something about October that makes me a little nervous.
Also about this time of year, I get mail from people about the bus costume. Reluctantly, I again pass along the instructions.
