Hello. It is I, Penelope, a sorrowful, sullen, disgruntled shadow of a dog who was formerly filled with cheer.
When last I spoke with you about my plan to access the secret passage to France, I had closed my eyes to rest for a moment.
Not even a minute. Only seconds.
During those seconds, Mom Mom clapped handcuffs on me, put me in a straitjacket, and thrust me in a cage with a padlock. What could a poor, little doggy have done to deserve such ghastly treatment?
I soon figured out what Mom Mom was up to. She dashed out the backdoor and replaced the broken flower pots to keep me from my dream of climbing the stairs to France!
Yes, she is that selfish and uncaring. She hasn't gone to France, so she doesn't want me to go.
Mom Mom laughed with glee at the destruction!
She thinks she is so funny, but she's not funny at all.
Now, all I can do is visit the site of my youthful longing to look at Mom Mom's ugly, stinky flowers.
That is all. Goodbye from the saddest and most disappointed dog who has ever lived. At long last, I shall give in to my desire to weep.
Poor, poor Penelope.
ReplyDeleteThank you for understanding what it's like to be me.
DeleteUgly, stinking flowers!
DeleteYes! So ugly! So stinky!
DeleteAre you sure about that toots? You may weep, at least till you want din-din!!! Buster says he may have a way for you to get to France. He often sows away in luggage. He'll be in touch.
ReplyDeleteAnd what not to like about seeing that beautiful cana flower!?!
Although Mom Mom has prevented you from going to France, maybe there's another secret passage over by the back fence that might take you to Quebec? They speak French there too.
ReplyDeleteAlas, I cannot access any secret passages that involve the fence. Mean Mom Mom put concrete along the bottom of the fence to prevent digging.
DeleteThat seems like a pretty serious rift, Penelope. Maybe take some time and reconsider?
ReplyDeleteNO!
DeletePretty flowers, though.
ReplyDeleteNot pretty at all.
DeletePoor Penelope. I mean, everyone wants to go to France, right?
ReplyDeleteAll dogs want to dine on French kibble in French restaurants while wearing a French sweater.
DeleteSorry your plans are rined, but I must disagree, Mom mom's flowers are gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteOnly I can see how disgusting they are.
DeletePoor Penelope, I have such Dreams of Bora Bora that keep getting shattered by my Humans! *winks*
ReplyDeleteEvery time I fall asleep, instead of dreaming of France, I have nightmares about the ruination of my access to the secret passage.
DeletePoor Penelope! France is overrated. :)
ReplyDeleteI do not believe it.
DeleteMy heart goes out to you, Penelope!
ReplyDeleteThank you. Thank you so very much.
DeletePoor, pitiful, pouting Penelope!
ReplyDeleteMaybe this poor Penelope will pee on the living room rug. That will teach mean Mom Mom.
DeleteAwwww
ReplyDeleteThat sums it all up.
DeletePenelope, you're making me weep! I hope that you and Mom Mom reconcile, even if she's blocked your passage to France. Don't give up hope of reaching France. You never know what this world will throw at you.
ReplyDeleteHow kind you are to weep with me.
DeleteI feel for you Penelope or maybe Janie...........
ReplyDeleteI am the one who deserves all sympathy.
DeleteYou might want to mention to Mom that she has a beautiful tablecloth. That could soften her a little, but not enough to go to France.
ReplyDeletetablecloth shmablecloth
DeleteDearest Penelope,
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry, I'm siding with Mom Mom on this. Her little video is clever. And France is a snobby place.
Love.
I know you are wrong. France is perfect. I don't think they even have cats there.
DeleteBeautiful flowers, sad doggo. Not as sad as Alaska though... new mysterious illness and many hours spent at the dog ER. Looks like seizures or maybe strokes, or possible hip degeneration. :(
ReplyDeleteNo fun.
I am even sadder for your poor doggy than I am for myself.
DeleteMe too. The second time it happened the Hubs was 1/4 mile form the house and had no phone to call me. He had to do a combo of trying to carry her and put her down and wait for her to regain function in her hind legs to walk herself home. It was so sad. Two hours later, she's fine.
DeletePoor you, Penelope! Might be time for some action on your part! Vive la Revolution!
ReplyDeleteExcellent idea!
DeleteLife can be so unfair, Penelope. Perhaps Mom Mom will give you treats to make up for this injustice. :)
ReplyDeleteTreats might help.
DeleteOh, Penelope.
ReplyDeleteLife is not fair.
DeleteMy comments appear to not be showing up again.
ReplyDeleteI don't know why, but some comments don't show up in my email. Instead, they go to COMMENTS, where they've never gone before. I have to remember to check there more often.
DeletePoor Penelope!!!! Buster says he will figure out how to get them to France. But that cana flower is stunning.
ReplyDeleteI have tried to comment numerous times to no avail...so I don't know you'll get this either. I have an issue like this with another blog too.
Buster! Will you visit me in Florida? With both of us working at it, maybe we can move a flowerpot and climb the steps to France.
DeleteWhat gorgeous flowers!! I have an idea, why don't you get plane tickets for mom mom and you to go to France together. :)
ReplyDeleteAlas, I have no money for plane tickets. Climbing the steps is the only way to get there.
DeleteI understand disappointment and challenges and not being able to do what I'd like when I like. But for the life of me, dear Penelope, I can't understand how anyone would call your Mom-Mom's flowers "ugly."
ReplyDeleteIf something gets in the way of my happiness, then it is ugly.
DeleteBad bad bad flowers !
ReplyDeleteYes! Very bad!
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