Play dates with Wynnie, as told by Elvis.

Hey Wynnie!

I’ve been watching out the front door for you!

How long has it been since we last saw each other? A week?!

Oh, it’s only been seven hours? Last night? Wow, time really does feel like forever when your other half is gone.

Don’t worry friend. I won’t move until I see you! Can’t. Miss. Play. Date. Must. Stay. Put.

*Bark, Bark, Bark*

Mom! Wynnie is here quick, open the door!

Keep tugging at that chest harness of yours Wynnie, don’t worry, Justin will take it off. I can’t stand the bra strap! I don’t like my woman to feel restricted.

Please let me death roll you. That is the only proper way to greet you!

No Wynnie, come back here! Don’t touch my basketball! Don’t do it Wynnie! Oh! You wanna be like that?! I’ll show you.

*Lifts leg*

Isn’t the weather just amazing! I am SO frisky. Let me show you my lightening speed as I run in quick circles!

(Runs in circles)

Oh the fall weather is making you hyper?! I shall bite your face too!!

*Munch, Munch, Munch*

(Too much excitement!)

Don’t worry friend, even when we get tired there is no one I’d rather sit and eat grass with.

You are the only lady I will let come and eat my grass. Apparently it’s a good cleanse? I know Kate and Justin have you on that super healthy diet.

Why do they call us cows? I don’t get it.

I love you Wynnie, please do leave me.

I have an idea! Let’s alternate eating grass with playing so Justin and Kate won’t take you away.

(Eats Grass, Then Plays, Eats Grass)

OH NO! NOT THE BRA STRAP!?

Wynnie! Run! Don’t let them put that on you, that only means one thing.. you are leaving.

It’s okay Wynnie. I love you and will wait for you by my door.

Until then!