We got this little dog. He’s a weenie dog. His name is Nigel.
We have been spending a lot of time on our front porch lately. The weather has been so nice, and Nigel enjoys getting a bit of fresh air and sun on his back.
He often begs to go out, then goes no further than the edge of the porch. But of course he’s such a little wimp, the minute he gets a little hot or a bee buzzes his head, then he’s ready for the air-conditioned interior of “his” house.
Nigel owns that front porch. If he hears another dog within a mile, he barks and yells at em, puffs out his chest, dares them to come anywhere near him.
He think he is a tough lil’ weenie dog. Until he gets buzzed by a bee, then he’s a wimp.
But I love him!