The Small World of Little Toot
A Sneaky Lizard
Lil’ Toot here. I was meandering along the Sidewalk, enjoying the Scents of early Morning. Do You have any idea about How many enticing aromas drift into My Nose? There’s the neighbor’s breakfast. The smell of gasoline. Grass. The perfume on The Lady who passed by on Her Way to work. All part of living…
Read MoreWe Don’t Ask For Much
Lil’ Toot here. As a Morkie, I am half Maltese and half Yorkshire Terrier. Cousin Adolphus is a full-blooded Yorkie, and He has both Attitude and Sass. He gets attention by staring at His Owners, and Anyone else close by. He’s a Foodie beyond belief. He’s living unstuck. The half of Me that’s Yorkie does…
Read MoreA Hasty Retreat
Lil’ Toot here. The other day, Mom and I were out and about to begin Our Journey through the Forest. I had worked hard throughout the week with My Clients, and Mom decided I needed additional Stimulation. Personally, I think I’m plenty stimulating in Myself, but that’s another Story. Living unstuck. Mom takes the Higher…
Read MoreFeels Like Punishment
Lil’ Toot here. As You know, Mom says I’m like a Little Hoover Vacuum. As We meander about, She keeps a sharp eye on Me, for I find things in the strangest Places. In the Forest, there’s no end to Curiosities to explore. I have found bones. And Newspapers. I even found an Empty Cigarette…
Read MoreChristmas Every Day!
Lil’ Toot here. About a month ago, Mom and I were at the coffee Shop. You know how much She loves to show Me off. And I enjoy the attention and Admiration. Why, a radio Host was discussing that when a Puppy is carried in a Sling like I am, He is The Ruler of…
Read MoreSuddenly, Wide Awake
Lil’ Toot here. It was one of those Days. Mom and I were taking a Little Nap. (Since I am so small, I can’t take any other Kind.) It was a Warm, balmy Day. That Spring Breeze was so gentle. Just Sleepy outside, so We settled in. Living unstuck. I woke before Mom did. It…
Read MoreSpoiled Pup
Lil’ Toot here. Auntie Nola was Her Mom’s favorite. She got the best of Everything. The softest Blanket. The shotgun Seat when Her Mistress was driving. First dibs on treats. Yes, it was the High Life for Her. Living unstuck. My Uncle finally revolted with all this preferential Treatment. After all, He was the Husband.…
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