Gumbo replaces an excursion

Pooches, Starlight and I knew things were not looking up for an excursion today.  My manservant departed for his walk/run with the admonition that we shouldn’t expect an excursion today.  It seems he was determined to return from his walk/run and head to our library for a day of academic preparation.

All was not lost, pooches, because at lunchtime my manservant withdrew from the icebox the seafood gumbo that he had prepared last evening.   Starlight and I whooped and hollered as we paraded out to the picnic bench for a delightful lunch in the midst of academic preparation.  Starlight and I claimed the Andouille sausage while my manservant munched on the remainder.

See you tomorrow on Wordless Wednesday, pooches!

Sunshine

Starlight and I attack the Andouille sausage while my manservant slurps on his gumbo.

Starlight and I attack the Andouille sausage while my manservant slurps on his gumbo.

 

What do you mean 'stop barking'?  Barking is my passion!  Barking is my soul!  Barking is what I was created to do!  Stop barking?  Not a chance.

What do you mean ‘stop barking’? Barking is my passion! Barking is my soul! Barking is what I was created to do! Barking is the essence of my being.   Stop barking? Not a chance!

 

 

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One Response to Gumbo replaces an excursion

  1. Bark on, fellow Dogs! Barking is what we were made for, along with sniffing, running, jumping, digging, rolling and everything else associated with being a DOG. Woofs and Wags, Cosmo and Stella

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