Who walked all day without his butt leash? Who had a really good day at work with Chris?
Yes he did!
Who looks like he’s feeling a lot better?
Yes he IS!
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go, zeke!
bueno!
Go Big Dog
Hot diggety.
Yes!!! (Guess he knew he’d better have a good day if he wanted to go to work with Dad ever again!)
Butt leash? We don’t need no stinkin’ butt leash!
Yesssss!
it would take very, very long, if ever, to properly express my feelings and wishes for zeke and you…i am so very glad to hear that he is ok for now…my tears are for him and you…i just now wrote his name where i will see it every day, to remind me of why we do what we do…you are very generous and well spoken to share your lives…i know that this may only serve as a symbol, but i am fortunate and grateful, and will carry your love and pain…whether zeke remains corporeal or not, he shall walk with us…i apologize for my lack of eloquence and ability to give him strength and clarity…great hugs and love to zeke
Oh, my god. Fantastic news.
Yee-hah!
Good boy, Zeke!
Go Zekey!
But I’m still here and happy to serve if needed! You might say:
“I’m here, for his rear, and he’s used to it!”
Or, you might wish no one had said that :>)
Whosa gooboy, then? Goooobouuoy!
Fantastic! Yay!
Go, Dog, Go!
Up the tree, up the tree.
To the Party, to the big dog party!
Do you like my hat?
I do! I do like your hat!
bdl, I read that book oncet at a Serious Poetry Reading Coffeehouse at Buffalo State College.
Yay, Zeke! Butt leash or no, you go boy!
Well, yeah, it’s possibly the best poetry book ever written. I have several copies, alas, none signed.
My Scottish Terrier Jedi sends his blessings to Zeke—May The Force Be With You!
YAY, ZEKE!!
Buddy also sends the salute of geriatric canine solidarity!
Rain, given the current state of middle-management, just think how much worse it is for us males who are crying at work. Not that I’m complaining. Just mildly whining. Between sobs.
Actually, Hotty McNaturepants has a lot to answer for. No male has ever made me weep as much, and I don’t even know the bastard.
Keep using that so-called nickname, you’ll be crying a lot more when you meet me.
Properly <strike>threatened</strike> chastened, I encourage all my fellow commenters to forget that they ever saw the nickname Hotty McNaturepants. Certainly do not, under any circumstances, tell anyone else who might read this blog about the nickname Hotty McNaturepants. And, most importantly, when citing Mr. Clarke in comments in other sites, do not offhandedly include an “a.k.a. Hotty McNaturepants”.
And especially forget that it’s Hotty, not Hottie.
Brilliant! And good news to boot!