Poochie is not that destructive. She pushed (and is still pushing) those plants into a line to give Fritzi more watering to do in hopes of distracting Fritzi from giving her a bath, being the brilliant canine strategist that she always is.
Pretty much all PDs do, but yeah, especially that one.
I’m guessing because she overheard Heart not immediately and emphatically shooting Dana down here:
Is this in black & white for everybody else too?
Books are a what, huh? The old computer is apparently Fritzi’s old laptop.
I didn’t know that cloth hobo bags were dweeby, but they probably are, considering how fashion unforward I am.
That was a quick repeat.
Once again, Sluggo is smarter than we all tend to give him credit for.
His golf partners, whoever they are, sure must kiss his patootie and let him him win as often as possible. I can’t see why such an obviously unathletic person would want to be out on the links so much otherwise.* Maybe it’s the fun of driving the little cart around, choo-choo.
*I know that golf is not all that athletic a sport, but it does take some walking around at least, and with those heel lifts he wears that cause the forward lean, doing very much of that can’t be easy.
With friends like Susan, who needs enemies?