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Run, Oreo, Run!
My name is Oreo. I live with a nice lady named Glenda. She feeds me and makes me go outside every day. She calls it exercise. I'd just as soon stay on this nice sofa and snooze.
This week Glenda had guests. They were grandkids. She called them Trey and Logan. I called them something else. They wanted to play with me. I like to play. I chase after my toys. Trey can throw them okay. Logan doesn't throw them. He chews them. Did you ever have to chase a toy that has been chewed on by a drooling kid?
Trey and Logan wanted to give me hugs. I like hugs. Trey can pat my head and give me a hug. Logan nearly pounds me into the floor. Trey can give me a hug. Logan squeezes the breath out of me. He holds on so tight and pulls my fur. That hurts a lot. Glenda wouldn't let me bite him. She says he's only a baby.
I tried to hide but that baby has sharp eyes. Glenda says, "Run, Oreo, run."
Glenda had two more people who were guests. They were not grandkids. They helped Glenda say, "Run, Oreo, run."
They helped protect me from that demon baby and his big brother. They knew I just wanted to snooze on the sofa. I'm getting too old to run from babies.
I hide behind the end table and Logan still finds me.
I'll be sleeping and dreaming and I'll hear "Run, Oreo, Run." I move really fast when I have to. I run under dr's chair. He will protect me. Dooley helps rescue me. She picks Logan up and carries him off to another place.
Trey helps Logan sneak up on me sometimes. Big brothers help little brothers a lot. I have to run to dr and Glenda for help.
One day Logan and Trey went riding in the car with their mom. That was a relief. I had a nice restful day on the sofa. But, it ended with someone shouting, "Run, Oreo, Run!"
dr and dooley gave me a hug and a pat on the head and said, "Goodbye." They are going home to see Chance.
Now I only have Glenda to say, "Run, Oreo, Run." I hope she isn't too busy. I heard her say that Trey and Logan will gon home on Friday. I hope that's soon. In the meantime, I'll listen for Glenda to say, "Run, Oreo, Run!" and try to find another good place to hide. When Glenda says it's time to go outside I'll try to remember to tell her that I don't need exercise. I've run too many times from that demon baby. Exercise is all well and good but I'm exhausted. I need a nice peaceful nap on the sofa.
I hope those grandkids go home home soon. Oreo.
Run, Oreo, Run! dooley
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Oh, poor Oreo. Hopefully the demon baby will be heading home soon.
ROFL,Poor Oreo he has slept most of the day.He said tell you and dr thanks for all the protection ya'll gave him and to let you know he sure likes you and to come back to see him and me real soon.
A dog's life can be so hard sometimes! *lol*
LOL,, poor poor Oreo! Those nasty demon babies got to go. I sure hope Oreo finds a good hiding place soon. Good blog, and run Oreo, run! (until you can sleep on the sofa again)
Oreo you'll have to work out a really safe place to hide before those boys come visiting again. Also a quick route to get to it without them noticing. Poor little you having all that exercise while trying to avoid Trey and Logan. Don't worry though babies grow up and become adults who'll learn to protect little dogs just like you.
Cute story . . . poor Oreo . . . It's a dog's life . . .
Poor little Oreo, I know you had a hard time with those demon babies there. Next time, hide under the bed! I know you were glad to see the tail lights going down the road!!
He isn't really a demon baby..he just has a lot of love to give and tried to give it all to Oreo all at one time...lol Logan said to tell Oreo he is sorry...lol
Noooooo is is a sweet smiling little boy who just wants to love on my poor little mop looking Oreo and just hasn't got it down right yet :) :) :)hugs and squeezes to my babies.
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