No Bulldog Should Be Left Behind
Our bulldog, Wonderbutt, thinks that his exclusion from the public school that Dimples and I both attend (well, she attends and I teach there) is speciesism, and he would like to protest his prohibition from the property. Since he cannot hold a sign, he decided to parade around with Dimples’ underwear instead.
I informed him that he is the lucky recipient of home schooling, which is what Dimples has been begging for ever since she learned that it existed. But Wonderbutt does not seem to think this is adequate. Once Dimples began to sharpen her pencils in preparation for the new year, Wonderbutt immediately felt deprived.
Every morning, when we carefully enclose him in the Kitchen Corral, Wonderbutt gives us his most mournful look of abandonment, despite the piles of toys and beds that are showered all over the kitchen floor.
Surprisingly, he has not engaged in any interior decorating during our absences this week – which is almost disappointing. In the evenings, however, he has managed to chew two rolls of duct tape and to make his stuffed raccoon toy into a quadruple amputee. It seems that, if we are going to continue to neglect him for 8 hours a day, that he absolutely insists on unwavering attention once we return in the afternoon. This makes it a bit difficult to cook and clean – and blog – but he has made it very clear that these are not his problems.
If you take a peek at my widget on the left margin, you will see that our new furniture has made it over 3 months without receiving the mark of Wonderbutt. 3 Summertime months. 3 months of the World Revolving Around Wonderbutt. This may change very soon…