I got the greatest gift EVER from my ‘Doggy Godmother’, Sue.  You will never, ever guess what it is.  Nope, it’s not a stuff toy or a squeaky ball, or yummy treats.  Don’t get me wrong…I love them all, but this is something even better than all 3 of those things combined.  My Sue gave me a Pet Massager.  Yep!  I couldn’t believe it either.  I’d never even heard of such a thing.  It feels sooo good.  It gently tingles as my dad and mom stroke it over my muscles and joints.  It feels sooo good, whoops, I guess I already said that, didn’t I?  Anyway, it feels so wonderful, (Hey, did you notice I changed the words?) that I have been known to doze off during my nightly massage session.

Now, after some time has passed, I have a growing issue with this.  When I first got it my dad and mom gave me NIGHTLY massages.  Now, after a couple of weeks my massages are down to one about every other day.  What’s up with that? Can’t they see how much I enjoy it?

What’s a dog to do?  I’ve got to come up with a solution to this only-every-other-night massage dilemma.  If anyone has any suggestions for me please, oh, please send them to me at abfscimino@yahoo.com.