Hi gang! I have to apologize for taking so long in getting back to your questions, but I had a little problem for a couple days and I was not feeling like talking. You know I told you last week that we are having some company and my friend Daisy was going to be here for awhile? It turns out that Daisy is used to being the one who gets to clean up the floor after the children eat and in the course of our discussion on the matter, her teeth happened to come together with my ear in between them. As you can see from the picture, my ear looks a little different now. I think it gives me an air of masculinity and toughness that I did not have before.
Anyway, I went to see Dr Tina and she gave me some cookies and put some special stuff on there to keep it from bleeding and I am fine now, so lets get on to the rest of your questions.
Kelly asks:
Riley, I’ve been dying to know how you get your hair so soft and shiny. Also is that your natural shade?
Riley: This is my natural shade and I am glad you like it. I would hate to have to go and sit in a doggie-salon for hours at a time to get these highlights, so I’m glad I was born with them. As for the shininess, I recommend a good roll in the snow a couple times a day – it works very nicely for me.
sleepy jeanne aks:
Hey Riley! I have a question for you:
Did your Mom give you one of those pumpkin(squash) cream cheese muffins she made the other day? Oh, and my daughter, Moops, has a question, too: What is your favorite kind of cookie?I’m looking forward to your answers :-)
Riley: I did not get one of the muffins, though I asked very very nicely numerous times with big sad puppy dog eyes and tail wags and sitting spontaneously. It did no good and those hogs ate them all without giving me any at all. I have heard Mom mention that people food gives me something called “gas”, but I don’t know what that is and I don’t really care. Moops – I love my cookies and we have several different kinds – I have big ones with toothbrushes on them that are very good and some little ones in all different flavors. They are all very yummy and they are right up there in that shiny thing on the counter – can you reach me one please?
Burgh Baby’s Mom asks: Oh, Riley! You are a sneaky one. So, do you snore?
Riley: I do snore but just a little. I sleep in my crate in Mom and Dad’s room, so if I snored, I am sure I would hear about it. They both snore, so they would probably drown out any noise I might make anyway.
Chris asks: I’m so impressed that you figured out how to use the computer, but it was just a matter of time. You are so darn smart! OK, my question: Why do you dislike the UPS man so much? Humans usually love to receive packages. Dogs are not so enthusiastic. What’s that about? Huh? Thank you for your honest answer. You really do rock!
Riley: Thanks Chris – I think you rock too! The UPS man [and some of his friends in other trucks that are not brown] just comes right into our yard like he owns the place. I hate that! One time he tried to bribe me with cookies, but I took the cookies and then chased him away anyhow. It is my job to protect our house and especially the porch, so I do what I can to keep my people safe. I did hear Mom say something about us going to school at the end of the month and she seems to think maybe she can “train” me to be easier to get along with. As I recall, going to school involves me getting a LOT of cookies, so I will probably like it, but I believe the UPS man is very very bad and I don’t think I am going to change my mind about that.
Around The Funny Farm asks: Riley- What BAD THING to chew is your favorite? Love always, Gracie P.S. I’m a toy aussie ;-)
Riley: I am glad to meet you Gracie – maybe sometime you can come to visit me? I have lots of bones and toys and chewies, so I don’t usually chew on things that I am supposed to leave alone. I did chew up a little wooden bird house not long ago – I don’t know why, but I just had to do it. I hid it in the spare bedroom, but Mom found it eventually.
Karen asks: So why on earth do you lick your butt?
Riley: We dogs don’t really have a choice about licking our butts. We have to wipe ourselves somehow and it is hard to hold on to toilet paper with a paw. I don’t think you humans would like the state of your rugs if we never licked our butts.
Weezee asks: Ok Riley, if God reached down and gifted you thumbs, what difference would that make in your life?
Riley: Well first, I guess I would learn how to use toilet paper so people would not be worrying about me licking my butt so much. After that, I think I could learn to drive the truck – it doesn’t look that hard to me and I think it would be fun.
Ness asks: Hi Riley! I want to know if ever I have to deal with a rat situation if you will come and protect me. I had rats get in my trailer when my eldest was a baby and it was totally terrifying. When I read your mom’s account of the rat, I got the shivers all over again. That’s why I like living in my 3rd floor apartment. But if I get rats ever again, know that I will fix you supper and give you the run of my laptop if you will come and protect me. Your friend, Ness
Riley: I would happy to help out in any way that I can, Ness. I often think I can help with things but Mom doesn’t always agree, so it would nice to have a friend who appreciates my many talents. Picking up the rat was no big deal – I had never seen one before, so I wanted to get a closer look at it. Then, what Dad did with it was pretty entertaining.
tryshia said: “Oh Riley, you are pretty cute!!! Im not to sure what to ask, but I will be back often to check out your mom’s photos, they are very pretty.
Good Doggie :)”
Riley: Thanks tryshia – when you tell me I’m cute, I don’t need any questions. And I’m glad you like Mom’s photos – personally, I am pretty tired of the whole picture taking thing, but it does get me some extra cookies, so I put up with it for awhile.
That is all for today folks – I have to go and lick the baby’s head and chase this thing they brought with them called a C-A-T. And Daisy and I can play together again, so we will do that too. I hope you all have a real nice day and I will be back to talk with you again, when Mom is distracted with something.
