This weekend was the big yard sale in my 'hood. For the humans this means lots of sunscreen and shopping. For me, it just means a super long walk. Last year was crazy. It was really hot and there were humans everywhere. Cars were parked on the median, and on every curb. There were so many crotches to sniff! Of course, Mommy still had babies inside her (the good old days as I call them) so we had to take lots of breaks. This year it was a lot cooler and there weren't as many humans.
After the humans finally got out of bed and fed me and the babies, it was time to go on our walk. I was so excited about the yard sales that I grabbed a $5 bill out of my private stash (I'll never tell where it is) and brought it to Mommy to buy me stuff. Of course, we couldn't just go walk. I threw on my pirate outfit (you never know who you might meet at the yard sale, gotta impress the bitches (I can say that, I'm a dog)) and was ready to go, but the human babies take forever to leave. They had to have cute outfits, hats, sunscreen, bottles, and everything else the humans could find. Those little things sure are a lot of work. It's bad enough when they wake me up at night, but getting in the way of my walk is completely unacceptable. Anyway, eventually all of the humans were ready and it was finally time to go out and get our walk on.
Since my human parents don't trim my toenails often enough, it's a little tough to type everything up so I'll just skip to the highlights. We walked all over the area and saw tons of humans and even some other dogs. Apparently the humans didn't find anything they liked, because they didn't buy anything but some breakfast burritos (they spent my $5 and didn't even give me any, totally not fair). I got to play a little with a Wiemariener (any idea how hard that is for a dog to spell?) at one of the houses, but we had to leave before the W and I started breaking stuff. The craziest thing I saw was two dogs being walked in strollers like the human babies. Why would the dogs agree to that? What's the point of going on a walk if you don't, you know, walk? Some dogs are lame. You won't catch me riding in a stroller. Mommy's ankle has been acting up lately, so we had to cut our stroll short (if an hour-and-a-half is short). I was so tired when we finally got home, so I pretty much napped the rest of the day. I can't wait until next year's yard sale.
The humans want to use the laptop so I guess I better wrap this up and go get some water. Typing is a lot of work. I'm exhausted. Time for a nap.
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