Hey, Frendz! It’s your tail-wagging JournoDog, sniffin’ the scoops and digging up leads.
I’m currently stationed on the living room comfy chair, my prime desk for investigative analysis.
As we mark the Easter bunny season, I’m covering an exclusive, high-def “paw-razzi” footage from my backyard.
Now, truth be told: It’s a bit surreal, and may actually be this doggo dreaming up a strange scene O-U-T-S-I-D-E.
A suspect resembling me has apparently been fitted with oversized bunny ears and an orange holiday-themed scarf. This doggo is hop-zoomy’ing around the yard, and here’s the big A-Ha:
Looks just like me!!!
It’s a classic Easter caper with 3 versions of me:
- a seasoned canine correspondent pursuing the story, which is a…
- significantly fluffier, hop-oriented version of me with baby blue bunny ears and an orange Easter bandana around his collar neck, all while…
- this JournoDog is watching it all unfold, from a sort of broadcast booth up high.
Yep, it’s a doggo dream of epic Easter pup-portions.
The chase is relentless, between JournoDog and this so-called bunny dog, er…. “Hare-no-Dog.”
They’re currently executing high-speed hop-zoomies across the backyard lawn. JournoDog Me is gaining ground, with his journalistic integrity intact while the floppy bunny-eared Hare-no-Dog is blurring all objective lines and trying to escape the headlines.
Sources say there’s a giant plastic egg filled with treats hidden somewhere in the hard, but it’s TBD whether Journo or Hare-no will sniff it out and dig it up first.
Ma and Dad are reportedly on the sidelines, providing eyewitness testimony that “he’s a very good boi,” but don’t seem to grasp who the real JournoDog actually is.
I’ve checked my own reflection in the sliding glass door to confirm I’m still 100% pup. Not sure who strange doggo is glaring back at me, but that doggo kinda looks like what I think I do. Much like when I glimpse similar doggo reflection in fireplace, by my 🦴 pillow bed.
Whether I am dreaming or not, and seeing strange beasts everywhere, only the news of tomorrow will tell.
But real or not, this broadcast has me questioning the integrity of the Easter beat.
If the newsroom is now hiring long-eared mimics to handle the backyard pursuit, I might need to renegotiate my Cheese and Chmkn contract with Ma and Dad. It may have to include hazard pay for identity theft.
For now, I’ll stay on my comfy chair and wait for the official press release regarding the most confusing scoop of the season.
JournoDog (and Hare-no-Dog), out.
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Remember, love your pets. Support local journalism. Be on the look out for propaganda and hyperbole, or silly bunny-eared dream creatures. And always try to find smiles and happz for your every day.
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