I gots to see the Clydesdale bud wiser horses. I didn’t see any baby rose-bud flowers and I didn’t hear the horses say anything smart or wise when I was there. Maybe they were just tired from pulling the wagon. They are powerful looking. I think I too look wise and powerful and almost the same size in this picture. Maybe if I get bigger I can call myself, “Gus wiser.”
I am Gus. I got to see the Clydesdale bud wiser horses. I didn’t see and baby rose-bud flowers and I too don’t know how much smarter or wiser the horses were, they didn’t say anything. I guess they must be what Jims calls introverts ‘cause they didn’t say anything real smart at all. But, they were pretty.
The bud wiser horses didn’t look that bigg to me. He looks little in this picture and I too am little. But he looks littler than me. Then he gots up close.
Nope! Nope! NOPE!!! He is really bigg. I too am little. I hides behind Jims ’cause I don’t wants to be a squished spot in a horse pen like those other squished things.
I thought, “they aren’t that bigg.” And, they didn’t look bigg until I gots close. I said, “Nope… nope… nope! Don’t wants to get close to them. They have bigg, heavy bigg feets.” Mama Becky told me to stay back because I could end up like a squished spot on the ground.
I only gots this close to a bud wiser horse. He was even bigg in this picture. His picture made my ears flops ’cause I too am little and would make a tiny squish spot.
I would be a tiny squished spot, ‘cause I too am tiny. I too don’t want to be a tiny squished spot in a horse pen. There was some other squished stuff in their pens that didn’t look or smell very good. Maybe it was squished Chihuahuas doggs.
There were lots and lots of peoples at the bud wiser horse pens. It was a bigg tent with pens ’cause they were bigg horses.
Jims told me that the Clydesdales bud wiser horses started a long time ago even before he was born. That must have been a really, really long time ago ‘cause Jims is really, really old. I am only six months old, so I am not old.
This is as close as Mama Becky let me get to Barley. I still don’t know if Barley is a boy or girl. I looked real close on this picture, but couldn’t tell ’cause there wasn’t any sniffing opportunities.
A long time ago a man owned a beer company and couldn’t sell it ‘cause it was against the law and some people said that he couldn’t. One of the people was a guy named Elliott Nets. I guess he used to catch stuff with a net. Maybe peoples who made beer. Another man was J. Edgar Hoover. I think he invented the vacuum cleaner or something ‘cause some peoples said he sucked at his job. But, the beer man’s sons gave him the wagon and horses when they said he could finally make beer. I thinks the horses and wagon was so he could ride home after the pubs closed.
This is my selfie in front of the bigg bud wiser horses truck. They needs a bigg truck cause they are bigg horses with bigg, bigg feets that would squish Chihuahuas doggs. I thinks my selfies are getting better and better. You can see why Jims will sometimes call me, “It,” ’cause he says I have, “iT” written on my forehead. I am not, “IT!” I am GUS!
There was a spotted Dalmatian dogg there named Barley. I whimpered, “Hi,” and barked once, but Barley didn’t say anything back. I don’t know if Barley was a boy or girl ‘cause we didn’t get a proper dogg-sniff introduction since Barley was in a cage like the bigg horses. Maybe Barley eats hay too. I too don’t like to eats hay. I too like treats.
This is Barley dogg. I too like Barley, but I didn’t get to talk to Barley. I barked one time, but Mama Becky said, “No, no, Gus. Don’t barks at Barley doggs.”
Barley rides in around in a little car with Mr. William. I too likes to ride in cars, but I always goes to sleep. Barley’s car doesn’t have a top. My car has a top and it’s not red, because doggs can’s see red, only blue. I too would like to have a little red car… or maybe blue so I could see it.
Behind a big fence some of the horses were getting baths. They looked like they liked their baths. I don’t likes baths. You gets all wet and it makes you shake. I did a dogg blogg on taking a bath. I too really, really don’t likes baths, especially step two.. and maybe that hair dryer thing.
When the horses were thorough with their baths a big person would take them to their pens. When one came through the gate I could really see how bigg they were. I ran and hid behind Jims, ‘cause I didn’t want to be a tiny squished spot. I too think Jims would be a tiny squished spot, ‘cause they had bigg white fuzzy feet.
Eli and his mama, Shannon. They are taking a selfie. I too like selfies… and treats.
My buddy Eli went to see the bud wiser horses too. He and his mama, Shannon, took selfies with the horses ’cause peoples could walk along and see all of them in their pens and with Barley. They ate grass out of a bag… the bud wiser horses, not Eli and his mama. They eat people stuff. I too like people stuff to eat.
This is Sandy Andy and me with his mama, Nancy, in the background.
We had a good time. I saw the bud wiser horses, Barley and made a new friend with a terrier dogg named Sandy Andy. He was with his mama named Nancy. He was little too. We both had to be careful to stay away from the horses so we wouldn’t be squishy spots on the ground. He was nice.
I too like the bud wiser horses. I give them three paws. I would give them three horses hoofs except I too don’t have hoofs. I am a Chihuahuas dogg and only have paws.
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Love,
Gus (Gus Doggy Dogg)
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