Roman Dog

The life of a Roman dog, as told by Roman, the dog.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Hurricanes Bite

My ancestors come from the high and dry country of Australia. Therefore, it is not exactly in me to enjoy the swamplike conditions of Florida, where frequent hurricanes leave me sort of glum.

This is me, having to take care of business, but hindered by the onslaught of Hurricane Wilma. I sat in the garage like this for too long, and finally picked my way through the puddles to a spot that wasn't underwater and had a long and very unsatisfying whiz.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

See Ya, Buddy

This is my farewell with Max. He's trying to act all big and tough, holding back his tears.

Actually, his new home is pretty plush and his new masters have had him before. If you ask me, he's got a great thing going, except for the new dog he's living with; a punk little poodle with a major attitude and an intimidating...ummm. "package," shall we say.

Later,

- Roman