All Dogs go to Heaven

Hey Kat,

Look UP...

It's Duncandog HERE...

You wouldn't believe the joint I'm living in now.
.... some pretty sweet digs.


First off, I get to lounge around on big fluffy couches.

Best. sleep. ever.
And whenever I get the munchies...there's no waiting around.

It's Self-Service/Step Right Up/Help Yourself.

I go to the ATM and dispense myself some treats. 

Love the peanut butter ones.

I've got lots of pals up here and
catch this...

all my peeps in da hood 

love my rapping.
yo,yo.

 I always knew there was an audience somewhere for this

Rapper D.

 

And don't worry Kat,

I'm feeling

F.I.N.E.

My health has improved by leaps and bones...

which by the way, you will be happy to hear aren't stiff anymore.

I feel like that agile pup you brought home

14 years ago.

I swear there is something in the water here.
My Sweet Lord...
 I can actually see and hear again. 

Remember back in the day how I used to spy on you...

and follow you around...all FBI and all?

Well that's nothing...

Now I'm really watching you...

24/7

I'm actually in a Lazy Boy...right now...watching you on the tube...

switching channels between

the Animal Planet

and YOU

on closed circuit TV.   

And I see that you and the family are very sad I'm not with you :(
I want you to know...

you can stop crying now....

cuz this Duncandog is doing
A-Okay.

 Life at home with you, PaulA, Big C, Colinboy, and Wishy

was preettty grand,

 

but as you know, Kat...

All Dogs go to Heaven.