Category: Sparky (Page 4 of 36)
Sparky just returned from a three-day camping trip to Punderson State Park. Friends and I got to go with him. Sparky wanted me to ask him some questions to help him tell his story.
Dogs fetch slippers in the cartoons, why won’t Sparky?
Sparky wants to go out in the morning. I want to take him out, but don’t know where I left my Croks. My house is modest, so it isn’t a long search, but if my Crocs aren’t in the first place I look, it’s tempting to abandon the search, and sit for coffee.
Sparky could go get them, but instead, he sits there judging me.
Sparky should be happier.
I brought in the firewood, went down to the garage for kindling, started the fire and moved his bed so Sparky could enjoy the ambiance. Why is he disgruntled?
Sparky doesn’t really like apples, but he likes taking something that I want. His goal is to keep me vexed.
It’s apple picking time, and Sparky isn’t excited. Sparky is concerned for my safety because I am climbing a ladder wearing crocs.
We don’t get much fog, but it was coming in last night. The colored bits are Sparky’s night leash. My flashlight was on narrow beam.
I am still surprised that Sparky can crawl all the way under my couch. He doesn’t mind, he’s built for this sort of work.
We were playing Search and Rescue, and Mr. Moose was all the way under the couch. It wasn’t a cruel trick. Sparky could have gone under my desk, and Moose was right there. When Sparky spotted Moose, he couldn’t puzzle out the easy way, so hunkered down and belly crawled.
