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Mommis wasn’t very mad. I thought the box was the good part, but Mommis likes the envelopes better.

This, in case you haven’t guessed, is my older brother Chauncey, whom we all call Paunnie. He’s 8 and a half, very athletic, and weighs about 83, down from his all time high of 93, which frightened Mommis because he has skinny legs.

He’s VERY hyper, and I guess he’s the reason we go for so many walks even though we have a half acre back yard AND we have all Mommis’s friends being their dogs over and throw balls to us.

And this is me. I’m boofus, and much more interesting, because I’m not a total golden. But I

have never told Mommis what the rest of me is.  She thinks it’s Chow-Chow, because her

dog Emmett, who came before me in her life, had to be put to sleep right before I came to her. She thinks I have some Emmett in me because I don’t always listen. But I don’t feel the necessity to confess to her, so I’ve kept my air of mystery. I’m subtle. I’m surreptitious, and I get away with a lot because I keep looking like a puppy, even though I am five — or is it six?

I will always answer to Buppy the Puppy:-)

First Wrigley, who almost never runs, started running after it and barking. You could see that he was about to challenge it to a fight. I thought I had better help him, so I took after it too, and we tried to run it down.

Paunnie isn’t that fast anymore, but he still tried to chase it with us. It kept on getting away from us across the field, but it was fun to run after it. We got a good workout.

We’re always amazed by the speed at which Wrigley can move when he’s motivated.  He spends most of our walks half a park behind Pam, making her call him and clap for him.  And then you find out that he’s very able to run when he wants to.

I love it when I make Mommis laugh. I hate it when I make her mad.  When I run away I make her mad.  I know it, but I just can’t stop.

So last night when she went out to dinner, I thought I would do my own due diligence and see what was inside one of these.  I had to take it off the kitchen table and carry it all the way outside through the dog door to the back yard.  It’s a big book, lots of maps and charts, and it was really heavy! By the time I got it out there, I had lost my appetite for the due diligence.

I left it out there, knowing she would find it, because I left the smaller folder that was with it and I knew she would remember there were two of them. I left that one on the kitchen floor for her.

And then I took a big long nap and nursed my aching jaw.  I don’t think being an investor is any fun at all, and those binders taste terrible. No wonder everybody keeps them on a shelf and never takes them down.

I kept on telling her I didn’t do it, but she didn’t believe me until today.  There was some toidy paper on the floor, and Mommis went into the bathroom to brush her teeth.  I rarely follow her in, because I hate being closed in anywhere, even with Mommis, but Paunnie followed her.

He always follows her in. He has to make sure she doesn’t leave him.

Well, she saw him eat a piece of errant toidy paper that had previously been taken off the roll by — she thought — me, but then she knew it was Paunnie because he stood there and ate that piece right up off the floor.

I could almost smell her brain working. Let’s see: he’s the dog who picks up paper in the park and eats it. He’s the dog who eats the wrappings off of any fast food anyone leaves in the garbage. Ooops! Along HE was the dog playing with the rolls of toidy paper.

The wheels of justice grind exceedingly slow. I’m five.

Now we know what is meant by “I’ll eat my hat.”

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Uncle Steve took Mommis out to dinner last night before he leaves today for Austin. While they were gone, I decided to read.  Mommis had just finished “Igonore Everybody,” and she recommended it to Uncle Steve and he read it while he was visiting, and he loved it, too. She thinks one day she will introduce him to Hugh McLeod, the author (@gapingvoid, her Twitter friend). She bought one of @gapingvoid’s prints, and she has two of his posters, and she buys his business cards.  I think she likes him.

I thought if they both loved the book, I would as well, so I sampled it.  I did what Uncle Steve did.  I took it out on the back deck. It has a lot of funny pictures in it. Hugh McLeod, who plays @gapingvoid on TV, is a funny man and I can see that he has a pen. I had a pen once.  Mommis took it away.

It was good, but I couldn’t finish it.  And it put me right to sleep.  It must have had too many carbs.  Dogs should eat mostly protein.

Look at Paunnie being on good boyness. He’s just a sucker for food.  But we’re out on our walk, and I resent trying to be trained on my walk.  I’m not that hungry, and it’s a beautiful day.