My favorite day is here. People come to the door and ring the doorbell.
Jib and I get to bark and bark.
Then we have to lie down.
Mom opens the door and little people say, "Hallo! Weenie?"
I wait for weenies. Jib does, too.
If I don't get up, I get a slice of weenie!
Jib does, too.
If I get up, no weenies.
Some HalloWeenie Day, I may get a whole weenie!
Mom says Hope springs eternal. What ever that means.
Does she mean my sheltie friend, Hope? I'd love to see her spring!