"I IZ NOT A CANINE!"

Dear Friendz on the Dog Blog.

Now we’ve seen it all.

Friendz, today our Huminz wuz all eggsited.

“Look!  They are protecting the Prare-ee Dogs!” our Huminz sed.

Friendz we took a look.  And needless to say, we gasped so hard we all fell over and had to be revived with biskits.

Friendz these are not dogs — not dogs at all!  They doesn’t look like canines in the leest!  Theyz look like — like — like — well we don’t know what!!  Friendz!  We doesn’t know what they iz, but they iz not dogs!

You can see in the pikchur!  The critter is screeming, “I IZ NOT A CANINE!”

And in the neggst pikchur, the critterz is making the secret planz to figur out how to break it to the Huminz that they is not dogs.

"How do we tell them we iz not dogs?"

Oh Friendz.  All we kin do is shake our heds.

Huminz.  One giant state of confushon.

Sigh.  Your PaLs, LuLu,  MoLLy, and also WILLYUM.