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How do you walk a dog recovering from heartworms? Very carefully.
“I like being out in the exercise yard.” It’s not an exercise yard, Iggy, it’s the sidewalk in front of the house. “I’m just worried that I’m gonna run into some gang or other and I’m gonna have to...
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Morning news update.
“Good morning. I’m Iggy and here is today’s top story. The mini Schnauzer hostage crisis is now in its eleventh day with no sign of a resolution. So far, the captor’s only demands have been ‘sit,’ ‘lie...
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Iggy, terrifying.
“Hi folks, Iggy here! Getting over heartworms and tired of confinement? Just lie down in your crate and breathe really fast — you’ll be out of the crate and going on a car ride before you know it! Of...
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Vote for Iggy (again! And again, and again…)
“Hi everyone, Iggy here! I’d like to take a moment to ask you to vote for me in this contest — it’s sponsored by a supermarket chain and the winner gets $750 in marrow bones and treats.” Well,...
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Iggy, outside.
“So much time in solitary–” You’re not in prison, Iggy, you’re getting over heartworm treatment. “–but still, I remember this.” What do you remember? “The breeze. The smell of grass. The feel of...
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Iggy copes with loss.
“Hey, what did I win?” What? “The photo contest. What did I win?” Oh, that. Sorry, Iggy, you didn’t make the finals. “What?! I didn’t?” I’m afraid not. “But… but… *sniffle* you mean nobody thought I...
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Day 25.
“ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA! ATTICA!”(New here? Iggy’s confined because of heartworm treatment. As you can see, he’s handling it well.) Edited with BlogPad Pro
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Day 27.
You know, Iggy, I wish we knew exactly how you got heartworms. “Bad luck, I guess.” You’ve been on heartworm prevention since we adopted you. Something went wrong. It’s not just bad luck. “It floats...
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Day 29.
“Karen?” Yes, Iggy? “Can I ask you something?” Sure, Iggy, go ahead. “Do you suppose dung beetles feel pride?” What? “You know, like, do they get a huge bit of dung, roll it to wherever they bring it,...
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Tonight there’s gonna be a jailbreak.
“Psst — hey! Reader people! I did it! I escaped! Karen left the crate door unlocked, and I snuck out! I’m free! What a badass I am! Of course, I’m a wanted dog now. Look, see?” Iggy? Where did...
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