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Obamas’s Dog 2

What was I going to post about? The Obamas’s dog, right? Bernie says they still haven’t got him. What’s going on? I thought it was all set – a Portuguese water dog – great choice, isn’t there a good fountain for swimming in at the White House? – yeah, a Portuguese water dog named Frank the Moose. Perfect! So what’s the holdup? Don’t tell me they’ve got more important work to do, because what could be more important? I want those two little girls to be happy, and I bet there’s a Portuguese water dog in a shelter who wants to be happy too. I’ve got faith in Mr. and Mrs. Obama – he’s got very unusual ears for a human, meaning he’s real good at hearing, and she’s got strong arms, so they should be doing a great job. Come on, Obamas! Let’s get it done.

White House

What’s this? Bernie says some people don’t think the Obamas should get a Portuguese water dog on account of they’re too rambunctious. Rambunctious – that’s a new one on me. Maybe something to do with swimming. Portuguese water dogs are great swimmers. Is there water near the White House? I’ve never seen the White House, except on TV. I’m pretty sure it’s not here in the Valley because once on TV it was all covered with snow, and it never snows in the Valley. I’d sure like to see snow some time. What does it smell like? Anything like rain? – love the smell of rain on the way, one of my very favorites. And licking at the snow – that would be pretty good, too. Just as long as it doesn’t taste like roasted marshmallows. Those gooey insides are hard to deal with.

Another thing Bernie says is that he’s hoping the Obamas get their dog from a shelter. I’m for that! Once I was in a shelter and had a close call. Whew. Don’t even want to think about it, so I won’t.

The Obamas’s Dog

Bernie says the Obama family’s getting a Portuguese water dog. Great idea! I met one once. This was the time Bernie and I went to San Diego on a case. I surfed! But maybe I’ll get into that later. The point is this Portuguese water dog was there, too. What a swimmer she was! Not quite as good as me, as I proved by catching up with her and herding her back to the beach, where I picked up a very special whiff while we were shaking off. Then came a few exciting moments that are maybe a story for another time, or never. Her name was Daisy.

As for names, I hear the Obamas are kicking around “Frank” and “Moose.” Both great names. I know a Frank, this huge dude, part Rotweiler, part pit bull, who guards a used-tire place on one of the worst streets in town. Goes off for no reason, but we worked out an arrangement, an arrangement that led to both of us visiting the vet later that day. Also know a Moose – she’s the tiniest miniature poodle I’ve ever seen. So either name is fine, Obamas. You can’t go wrong!