Sorry for the title. Lyle been playing this song for a few doggie days straight. I hear it so much, it in my little head during my beauty sleep. I should destroy something of his because of this.
The Bennet house hold been very somber. Claire just sit around her room reading some book. For some reason, she hides the book under bed. I don’t understand why she is hiding it. I am going to try to check out the book next time I am all alone in the house.
Mommy has scheduled me a day of pampering. First she takes me to get my fur cleaned. Then she takes me shopping for a new collar. She better buy me a nice simple collar. She likes to bling out my collar. The last bling collar she gave me, It took me a couple days to destroy it. I don’t mind wearing them during show but not at home. It looks a bit girly for me. Sylar, you might like it though. Maybe you can design a collar for my next show.
This is the key that makes up wind up. Oh lord, Lyle just started playing that song again. Time to go hump it and maybe he will get the point.
I tried to introduce Lyle to the classic works of The Beatles, but he insists on listening to that terrible garbage!
I rememeber that. It could be worse.
a dog collar? no thank u hun not even i will go that low.
Poor doggy, you have no idea what’s going on in your own house.
Code Name: Shevy
LOL. I shouldn’t laugh, Mr. Muggles, but you did make me smile with your solution to Lyle’s awful music. I gotta wonder what my folks dog Buddy makes of what I listen to. He didn’t care much for those planetary transmission tapes I used to sleep with…