Hello there world. My name's Louis, and I'm the King of France. I don't know what that means, but that's what Fake Mommy calls me.
See, our Mommy is living in Kabul, Afghanistan, right now, and me and my family are waiting for her to come back home to us. For the next 18 months we're living at a place called Wiener Wonderland with a nice lady who is like Mommy, but isn't her at all. We call her Fake Mommy.
My sister Gretchen is an eight-year-old red dapple miniature dachshund, and I am a five-year-old longhair red mini. We are exceptionally attractive and intelligent. We are also far superior to any of the other dachshunds here. Our sister Amy, a 13-year-old Lhasa Apso, lives with us here too.
Mommy isn't a soldier, but she's helping the people in Kabul, kind of like how the soldiers are helping. She works for a nice company that builds learning centers for the people who live in Afghanistan. She will be doing lots of interesting things, like helping people read, speak English and use the computers. She's going to be gone for a long time, and we'll miss her a lot.
Fake Mommy calls my sis Gretchen a "fickle little bitch." I don't know what that means, but it might have something to do with how Gretchen didn't seem to care at all that Mommy was gone and acted like Fake Mommy was her new real mommy, giving her kisses all the time and sleeping on her lap. She likes it here because she gets to chew on a cow hoof. I don't get her fascination with them. Fake Mommy says they smell like barf.
Well okay it's dinnertime now, so I hafta go. I will write more later after I sleep for a long time.
Precious pups! Mama misses you so! Louis, you do look freaked out in that photo, poor baby.
ReplyDeleteI could sure use you and Gretch' at night here in Kabul. It is very cold, in the 20s. I have a wood stove in my room and once those logs and the sawdust get low in the middle of the night it gets really cold. I miss my little bed heaters :-) And I miss hearing Amy snore at night...
With all my love and doxie hugs, Mama