The Penny Chronicles

My name is Penny.

I’ve always gone au naturel.  I figure the rest of the pack is entitled to see me in all my glory as I stretch out on the carpet, and I don’t want to be hindered by any dumb clothing when I go outside to do my business, either.

IMG_3685Kasey is different.  She is just a little, shivery dog.  When the weather is cold she hates to go outside.  The cold doesn’t bother me, but Kasey starts trembling in the cold air like a dog in an earthquake.

The Leader noticed this.  The Leader always does.  So the Leader went and got Kasey a coat, just like the ones the Leader and the old boring guy wear when they go outside during the winter.  Kasey likes it, and it seems to keep her warm.  At least, she doesn’t shiver as much as she used to.

I’m happy for Kasey, but that doesn’t mean I want to start wearing clothes.  I look good just the way I am, and when I go outside in the buff it stimulates my appetite.  Which reminds me — I am hungry!

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The Penny Chronicles

My name is Penny.

IMG_3440Ugh.  Today the old boring guy was pushing around the Loud Thing.  What is the Loud Thing, and why does he push it around?  Who knows — but sometimes he does.  He moves from room to room, and keeps moving a long black string that looks like a snake while he does it.  And when he moves into a room with the Loud Thing, that’s when it’s time for me to go somewhere else.

Boy, is the Loud Thing loud!  It’s so loud that it scares Kasey, and I don’t particularly like having it around, either.  It makes a noise that not quite like a bark, or a growl, or a snarl.  It’s almost like all of those things combined, and a wind storm besides — but much, much louder.

And I keep wondering, what is it?  When the old boring guy is pushing it, it is loud.  But when the old boring guy is away, it is totally quiet.  And it smells like dust.

Fortunately, in our pack the Loud Thing only comes out once in a while.  Kasey and I are happy dogs when it goes away.

The Penny Chronicles

My name is Penny.

IMG_3406It is not Whizzer, no matter what the old boring guy says.

Ever since I came back from the place where everyone wears white coats I have been thirsty.  My mouth feels very dry and salty.  So I drink, and drink, and drink some more.  My tongue is getting worn out with all of this lapping!

The Leader knows this.  So now, there are water bowls in almost every room.  There’s even one in the room upstairs with the hard floor.  I’m not sure why the Leader put a bowl in there.  After all, there is already a big bowl of water in there with a lid on it, although the old boring guy yells at me if he catches me drinking from it.

Speaking of the old boring guy, I’ve figured out a new way to make him mad.  I drink so much water, I need to go all the time.  The Leader takes me outside to do my business, but sometimes I just can’t hold it.  Really!  I just can’t!  Of course, I usually can’t hold it when the old boring guy is around.  I’ve had a few “accidents” right in front of him.  Ha ha!   Sorry, old boring guy!  When you’ve got to go, you’ve got to go!

Just thinking of that makes me thirsty again.

The Penny Chronicles

My name is Penny.

The Leader has been gone the last few days, which means we’re stuck with the old boring guy,  That means no snuggling, no kisses, and no treats thrown to us when the Leader leaves the house.  The old boring guy doesn’t do any of that good stuff.

IMG_3064Kasey and I sure do miss the Leader!

When the old boring guy is in charge, we know he’s going to take for a long morning walk.  And when I say long, I mean long!  It takes forever!

But there is one good thing about it.  The old boring guy always walks by one of my favorite places and let’s me stop and have a good sniff around.  I love that little stretch of fence and patch of ground.  I’m not sure why.  I’ve been stopping there since I first joined the pack, smelling the smell and leaving my own sign for any dogs that might follow.

And in the morning, like this morning, when it is cool and dark and peaceful, this little patch of grass and fence is a wonderful place.  When I come home and lie down on the kitchen floor, sometimes I think about it.  And then, eventually, I get hungry.

The Penny Chronicles

My name is Penny.

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I’ve always thought and hoped that I was a special dog.  I’ve tried to be good, I really have.  I’ve chewed a few things, sure, and sometimes the food I eat comes right back up again, but I can’t help that.  I protect our place when cats come around, and, unlike another dog whose name starts with K, I never have “accidents” in the house.

But I knew I was special when I saw my picture on the cover of a magazine.  And, at about the same time, the Leader started giving me wet food out of cans!  Food out of cans, can you imagine?  That’s when I knew how special I really am.

Now, when I was through the neighborhood, I know all eyes are on me.  “There she goes,” they are saying, “the special dog who was on the cover of a magazine.”. Other dogs in the neighborhood, like Sassy, act like nothing has changed, but they can’t fool me.  I’m famous!

If being famous means getting that wet food from the can, I like it!  Speaking of which . . . I am hungry!

P.S.  Don’t forget today is National Dog Day!

The Penny Chronicles

My name is Penny.

IMG_6268Every once in a while I see one of these things on the counter.  When that happens, I get very excited!  I jump up, put my paws on the counter, and knock it off and take it to where I can give it a good chew.

These are great things to chew!  They are brittle and small, and with my jaws and teeth I break them easily.  They snap and crackle and crunch, and it makes me realize I am a powerful dog.  That feels good!  I bite and chew and munch, and soon the basket is a splintered, slobbery mess.  I look at it, and I realize my work is done.

But then the real fun begins.  The old boring guy finds it, and boy does he get mad!  He says bad words and gets down on his hands and knees and picks up every little stick and piece of slobbery wood.  Ha, ha!  Time for the old boring guy to get some exercise!

The Penny Chronicles

My name is Penny.

IMG_2418Sometimes the Leader can’t sleep at night.  When that happens, she goes to another room to read a book, and I go with her.  She will lie down on the couch, and I will snuggle in next to her.  She reads for a while, then falls asleep, so I will, too.  It’s my job to keep an eye on the Leader.

Sometimes the old boring guy can’t sleep at night, either.  When that happens, he will get up and go to another room, too.  I don’t know exactly where he goes, because I never go with him.  Never.  Sorry, old boring guy!  The Leader is my number one priority, and you don’t even make the top ten list.

Kasey always can sleep at night.  I know that because she snores.  I mean, she really, really snores!  But when the morning comes and it’s time for food, Kasey is up like a flash, runs down the stairs, and starts barking.  Who can blame her?  We are hungry!