BUT, now mom has gotten serious and bought a DNA kit. What the?? DNA? What does that stand for?... Do Not Ask? or maybe in my case, Dude... Nice Animal! 'cause YOU KNOW, I am. So I guess she's going to put something weird in the side of my mouth and move it around then give it to the post office. Hummm, I wonder how reliable that's going to be. Oh well I'll go along with the program. See, I know what I am but I'm keeping it to myself 'cause once she knows the whole world will know!
I did get weighed today at my PT session and mom is right again! I've grown! I now weigh 62 pounds and I know it's all muscle 'cause I work really hard fulfilling my duties as "off road Rhu" and all those dirt mogules you know.
I discovered a new game while off roadin' too. A lonely tennis ball was on the ground when one of my crew picked it up and threw it. I about jumped out of my cart and started makin' big tracks to fetch that round green baby, got up to it but my cart wouldn't let me reach down to get it! I hung my head over and over the edge of my cart, then grabbed onto that stupid netting...Huh still couldn't reach it. That's okay after a few runs mom picks it up and gives it to me as a reward and I chew and chew till I drop it then we start all over again. Point is, it gives me an extra big work out and NOW who's having to keep up with Rhu? I'm like having to cheer them on!
Any-Rhu, if anybody wants to make a guess at the mixture I am, I welcome to hear from you then when we get the results in a few weeks I'll let ya know. This is going to be FUN!!!