Mr MaGoo Back At It

Here I am, sitting here inside on a beautiful day. I should be out running and playing;

making sure Sparky keeps to his side of the street and keeps his paws off my territory and
away from my girls. Woof! That's right, Sparky, keep on walking. But no, I 'm sitting in
front of the ol' word processor again, getting ready to put pen to paper or rather in my
case, paws to keyboard, all because my human had the bright idea of starting up a blog to
help promote our book. But just between you and me, it's really my book.


"I t will be a great way to market our (my) book," she said to me one night while chilling
in front of the tube. "Readers would love to read regular postings from you, don't you
think?"


Well, of course they will, I think to myself. People love me! Heck, I love me! So, here
I am on this quiet Saturday morning, working instead of playing. I better set my paws to
clickety clacking on the keys and put something down, cause I only have less than an hour
left before it's treat time again and possibly nap time, if I can get a decent amount of work
done.


So this is how it's gonna go down. Twice a month I 'll be reporting to you faithful
readers from my word processor, that is, if I get my sisters all taken care of and my human
lets me have control of the keyboard for an hour or two. Really she thinks this is our blog,
but between you me, I 'm the writer in the family.


Well, that's it humans. If ya want know what's going on with me and the family. Or
want updates on my book, then hang with me I got ya covered.


Mr. MaGoo
Real Dogs Don't Whisper