Full Moon

Looks like a good town for ghosts to hang out in.....

Hi G-Fans!

It is a full moon tonight and we took a woods walk in the moonlight.  It was short, but pleasant.  I was a bit worried that the werewolves might be out, but we had very little in the way of unexpected events.

It was more when we returned that something broke loose.

Someone started smelling weird and the concierge couldn't quite place the smell.

A sour stinky smell.

Like one of us rolled in some strange rotting stuff.

The weird part was it started smelling after we had already been hanging out for awhile.  So I wonder if there is a supernatural force at work.

I have heard that a poltergeist leaves a nasty smell sometimes.

I know that being a dog I am expected to be tuned into such events, but I am not.  I would be too freaked out.

Thunder and lightning storms are bad enough, and I am not too keen on the electricity flicking on and off.

So a poltergeist in our midst is best left a secret.

I SAY,

 "NO THANK YOU'!!

AND

"GOOD DAY SIR"

I SAY, 

"GOOD DAY"!!

I think that is from a movie I watched, but I can't remember.

It is a running joke I share with the concierge and Harry's concierge.

We all find it very funny.

Too bad none of us remember where we heard it from!

ANyway, back to the ghost thing.... I think Tessa may be dialed in.

She started acting like a lunatic right around the time there was the strange smell and Bertie was feeding into it.

So the concierge let us out, but we returned so quickly the concierge came out to supervise as she was under the impression that we did not take care of business.  She thought that perhaps we went out and turned right around and came back in.  Tessa is the worse offender of that, according to the concierge.  So Tessa was getting yelled at to tend to business and go potty and none of us were allowed in until enough attempts and beratings sufficed for us to come in.

Tessa twirled and twisted and pranced up and back from the back yard to deck many times before we were allowed in.

Instead of going potty she kept going down the stairs and would swipe a mouthful of snow at one of the snow banks and then return pretending she had performed the expected task.

Anyway...

Originally, I was going to write about snoring and sleep comas tonight, or even anal glands, but not ghosts and sour smells.

But, I guess those will all be best left for another night.

I need to retire into the Royal Chambers and gather my beauty rest.

The concierge needs to be encouraged to join me.

So, may you garner all the beauty rest you require so you may greet the new day with enthusiasm and a wiggly butt!!

TTFN!

-G

I think this has something to do with the slime left from the poltergeist.....

I think it might prove safer on this side of the safety gate.....