Oh come on TWooie. You can do better than that. I expect more of you.
You’re one demanding beeyotch, you know that?
Fine. Hold on.
*Blurble* I think I got something *Blurble*
Here! HAPPY NOW?!?!
Day-um! This thing is fiesty!
If it bites me, you are in so much trouble lady!
*grumble* I gotta do everything around here.
Great Sculpin! Only TWooie can catch the sea creatures like this. He is a small miracle in a hairy package.
It was quite a large fish!
And kind of mean too. It totally sliced me open with one of its spines when I wrestled it from TWooie’s jaws in order to place it back in the water.
Of course, it was probably pretty pissed off.
What befuddles me most about TWooie’s incredibly fishing skills is that he’s from land locked Prince George, and had probably never seen the ocean before he landed at Casa de Food Lady. Moreover, after two years with West Coast me, he remains totally phobic of the sea.
It’s too deep! And cold! And wet! And SCAAAAARRRRRYYYYYY!!!
Come on, TWooie. It’s not that deep. Getcher butt out here.
No. I don’t want to. You can’t make me.
I’m going home.
I guess you can’t really blame him for being afraid. There are scary things lurking in the ocean.
Terrifying seaweed covered monsters!
Monsters who are INSANE!
Insane monsters who eat little dogs!!!
We are absolutely loving this fantastic weather!
A sunny day at the beach playing with the Wootie Toy™ was just what the doctor ordered!
Everyone was having a super good time.
They ran themselves ragged…
Jumped for joy…
Were just generally beyond happy…
… and pooped themselves right out :)
We hope you and your dogs all get a chance to play on the beach this weekend too!
But if you do, remember … don’t touch TWooie’s fish!