A private conversation between Twinkie, the teacup chihuahua, and her brindle chiweenie sister, Frankie, as overheard by the couch.
Twinkie: Hmm, I'm not sure about this sabbatical business, chiweenie.
I thought it meant more dog hikes. Move over.
Chiweenie: You move over.
Twinkie: How could you, Frankie! That was rancid!
Frankie: Must be those palm dates from our back yard. They were delicious.
Twinkie: We're going to need to fumigate the house.
Frankie: Whatever...
Twinkie: Do you think our furiends will remember us when we return? Our silly new blog person turned off comments, can you believe that?! If it wasn't for M, they'd still be off.
Frankie: Yeah, that sucks.
Twinkie: I think I need a pawdicure.
Frankie: I need a nap.
Twinkie: I didn't sign up for this staycation. M better hurry up with all her business stuff.
Frankie: Aye.
Twinkie: At least we have the pet photo contest results and the winners' announcement to look forward to tomorrow.
Frankie: zzzz
The End