Barklee's Blog

Have you ever had a friend that you liked, but sometimes couldn't get along with because they liked the same toys you did, or was just plain bigger than you?

Well, that's how it is with my buddy Duke. He's probably 3 times my size, but he's a nice guy, and he doesn't seem to want to eat me for breakfast, like the other dogs his size. I was over at his house this weekend and had a great time finding all the rotting oranges from his yard and piling them underneath the patio table. I had so much fun, I almost forgot my 'curious' bark obsession. (Note that i said "almost". I did have a little episode of my 'screaming monkey barks' but i eventually chilled out.)

I'm actually older than Duke by about 2 years! Duke was born in Las Vegas, and he's half Lab & half pitbull. He's got a pretty mean sounding bark, but he wouldn't hurt a fly... (unless he accidentally stepped on one or something.) During my 'episode' - he was so distraught he climbed up on a patio chair and sat out of my reach until i calmed down.

Since 80% of the day was spent with me getting Duke to chase me as I stole his toys, I was pretty tired by the end of the day. I'll definitely be visiting the Duke-ster again!