Living in Houston, Texas is hard. If you're like me its just difficult. I'm black and sometimes I cant even go outside because its so stinking hot. Do you ever just want to stay inside?- and not go anywhere but lay on the kitchen floor where its cold and the water dish is just always within reach?! The answer: yes. All the time. I have a great big backyard but there's not a ton of shade... or a watering hole- I think that might be nice. I'm getting to like the pool and water in general but still do not enjoy baths. I think I might hint to my parents that a pool or even a smaller plastic pool might be nice for me to lay in when its extremely hot out. Like today.
I don't have a ton of things to do today, so I'll probably take care of the usual. Maybe a couple naps here and there, eat, try to steal some socks and chew the toes off if I'm not caught before. Can someone please explain to me whats the big deal about socks? I mean, there's a ton of them, and they're all over the place- not to mention SOO many options. Tall, short, running, walking, cushy, thin etc. And COLORS!! My parents get so mad at me and say, "Murray no sir- socks are NOT for you." And I KNOW this, but I cant help it. If there is a stray sock laying around, I'm gonna grab it- ever so stealth-like and run. My name is Murray and I must confess that I am a sock stealing, chewer and lover of socks. I'm out of bones- what can I say? I mean is it really my fault if I am not provided with the proper toys to keep myself busy? I can't be held responsible. It's not right. Maybe I should get a group together with the other neighborhood dogs and form "Sockaholics anonymous". I can't possibly be the only one. Well, stay out of trouble my friends and Ill be back to write more. Mom is doing laundry and I spy a fresh clean sock....
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