Sulking on a Sunday

This is me in my sulking mood.

Well, I managed to survive race weekend. (I still say those cars sound like a bunch of BIG bumblebees going around in circles.)

So, yesterday They left me all day to go visit relatives somewhere on the Chesapeake Bay. Now, I ask you, how could spending the day on the water be any more fun than spending it with me? All was not lost, though, I was at my girlfriends’ house next door. That was the ONLY consolation I assure you.

Then, to top it off, it rained a little bit this morning so there’s no romping outside for me today. (Not that I romp at all mind you, it’s just that if I wanted to, I couldn’t. Its the point of it all you see.)

So, this is why I’m sulking. A big ‘ole Scottie Sulk.

What You Learned Today:

  • Scotties sulk. That’s just the way it is.
  • If you’re looking for a pooch who’ll love all over you all the time with tail waggin’ and tongue lappin’, look elsewhere. Cause it’s not us.
  • We DO love our peeps though. Don’t get me wrong.
  • Yeah, I guess I’ll have to show Them some love at some point today. But right now, I’m just sulking.

About The Scottie Chronicles

Winston welcomes you to The Scottie Chronicles - a blog that began in 2009 as a voice for Stuart, a more than memorable black, brindle and white Scottish Terrier who captured hearts around the world. Stuart passed suddenly in December 2015 from cardiac hemangiosarcoma, a nasty cancer that took him far too early. If you love Scotties, please follow along. Arroooo!
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3 Responses to Sulking on a Sunday

  1. Daisy says:

    We don’t blame you for the scottie sulk. We use it at times. Hope you got an extra treat or something.

    We don’t understand all that hoppy, jumpy licking your peeps either. We just like to be physically near HER.

    XXXOOO Daisy, Kendra & Bella

  2. Abigail says:

    We went for our annual vet visit last week, I looked at the same face all day

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