'Sup peeps, my name is Flash Toby Ruyle, and I am a basset hound (NOT a wiener dog nor a beagle) living with my sis Lulu and my parents, the Ruyles, deep in the heart of Texas. I started this blog to keep all of my fans up to date with what I am up too.
Let's start with the big news first - I have a sister. Mom and Dad came home Saturday afternoon with another floppy eared dog that they call Miss Lulu. She's okay, but she tries to eat my food and steal all of my toys. But, I have been teaching her who is boss. Here's a picture of her on the left.
On my mind...... When you take me for a walk and it is "my" walk, why the hell do you pull me when I want to smell stuff? Just wondering.
I also have to vent. Life isn't fair for those of us vertically challenged. Why can't I eat real food? Why can't I eat mac and cheese, pizza, breakfast sandwiches, wings etc.... I don't want to bitch, but come on. I live my life to eat, sleep, walk and poop. Number one and four go kind of hand in hand correct? Why can Mom and Dad eat delicious food and I only get crap dog food? What if all of life was like was like that? Something to think about.
I will try to keep up with my blog, but life is tough as a Basset. The fall is setting in and days are short, so sleep is at a premium. Bark at you soon!
FLASH
P.S. Below are some pictures of me. I'm pretty darn handsome.
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