Tess may be my girlfriend, but I’m pretty unhappy with her after she tried to kill my little brother Zag. Not only that, but she’s not even sorry.
Zag doesn’t have a mean bone in his body. He loves everybody. Well no, wait a minute. Zag was always picking a fight with our Codie, but she was old and deaf and didn’t notice.
Now that Codie is gone we hoped Zag could become a full member of our pack. Not according to Tess. Not only did she attack Zag, she called him a “little fur ball.” That’s really cussin!
I’ve tried to talk to Tess about it, but she acts like it was no big deal. It was a big deal. She was so insane she bit her own lip. She had blood on her snout like some pirate. Then she made kissy kissy with mom and pretended she didn’t know what all the fuss was about.
I told mom that Tess has to see a psychiatrist. Maybe she’s got some baggage from her past life. Mom says Tess has border collie personality disorder.
Me and mom are gonna take Tess to charm school. After that Tess will spend some time with our friend Cody, the service dog. She really looks up to Cody and maybe she’ll listen to him.
While I was working on this bark, Tess pulled up one of her favorite pictures of herself. She asked me to post it so readers could see the good side of her. Which side is that Tess? The red side or the white side?
Think good thoughts and maybe Tess will mend her wicked ways. I’m keeping my eye on her for a while.
Oops, gotta go. That fool dog next door is hollerin’ for me to come run the fence line. See ya!