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Letters From Reagan: Part 2 “Excrement in the Abstract”

If you haven’t read “Part 1“, then I highly suggest you begin there.

Hey dad. It’s me Reagan again. I’m having a spectacular time here. your brother-in-law’s mom showed up. I barked and barked at her. I barked and dragged my ass across the carpet like I was sledding. She needed to know who was boss. Turns out… it’s not me. But I kept barking and growling anyway, for at least 20 minutes.

Your sister takes me out more often now. Today she took me out without a leash. She said I was such a good girl for staying in the yard. When we walked up the stairs, something caught my eye and I ran up two flights of stairs and down the road. BTW, your sister is out of shape and runs slow. She was out of breath by the time she caught me. Get that girl on a treadmill would ya?

Today, they left me here in that big giant cage you happily call a play yard. Just so we’re clear, it is not a yard, and there is nothing to play with inside it. In fact, it sucks, and I let everyone know by dragging it across the floor and changing the shape.

Anyway… while they went shopping and had themselves a merry little rendezvous at the park she left me and Linky soda here. I was good. I mean MAYBE your sister had something fun for me to do when she got back.

Boy was I right. She took me to the dog park with Linky Soda. Although… I really would rather be held, so I can spread mud on Heather’s jacket. I had so much fun and I even branched out a little and said hi to a few mutts. Not only was I adorable, but I was also irresistible. So many humans came to tell me how cute I was.

I was so happy Heather brought me to the park that when we got back to her place I shit on the floor in front of the door. My aim is so good that when she opened the door, the poop smeared all the way under the door and across the carpet. It was beautiful, like a painting. I think she liked it too because she had tears in her eyes and her face got all red when she was cleaning it up.

Later in the evening we settled in to watch the muppets. TJ is a pretty cool guy. He let me sleep in his lap for a long time. I was so happy about this that when he got up I went right in the kitchen and shit right on the floor. Tj came in and kicked it. Boy did it fly! He’s a pretty good kicker. He barely even smeared it at all.

So anyway… I’m pretty sure I have shit in every room of the house now. Well, except the bathroom… but seriously why would I shit in the bathroom?

See you soon,

Reagan




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