Two TUrtle DOves

Hi G-Fans!

Have you ever noticed how many avian or fowl-type gifts "my true love gave to me"?

Did you know that "Vogel" is a Dutch/German derivative for the word bird/fowl? 

Yes, this is true.

I looked it up.

Just thought you might like to know.

So, today was sunny and brisk.  We finally shook that drizzly rain.

And did we get a walk?  Yes, we did.

Did we get a walk in the crisp sunny wintry daytime?  No, we did not.

It was night time.

Night time and it is a Saturday!

(Yes, I do know my days of the week in addition to the words of songs....)

A cheap school walk on a Saturday at night!

Tell me how THAT works!

This morning the concierge left the house early-ish, returned for an early lunch break for our cookies and then returned to us again in the late afternoon.  Then she proceeded to spilt us up and we did separated walks which didn't get underway until almost dinner time.

So, again, a subpar situation.

Where can I complain for low quality care?

I, however, showed the concierge!

When it came time for writing the blog and she wanted me to snuggle on the extremely soft blanket with her I stayed just out of arm's reach.  There will be no affectionate patting or fondling of the royal cranium or snout.  None.  Not when wrong has been perpetuated.  

Hey concierge.... How is it to want?

I have to admit, I really struggled following through on the concierge's punishment.  I REALLY wanted to climb onto that soft snuggle blanket she was trying to use as an enticement.  But, I stuck to my guns and let her want!

Well, then we fell asleep on the couch with Snagglepus before officially retiring and so we need to retire to the royal chambers for the remaining wee hours of darkness.

So off we go!

May you maintain composure in the face of temptation when it is important to show abstemiousness..

TTFN!

-G