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HI, Hoover here. I didn't want you all to think that I became a good dog, because I don't think that will ever happen. I have been having what my mom calls "a Hoover day" for the last two days. Last night my mom and dad were both in the kitchen fixing dinner. I could smell fresh meat, because us hunting dogs have excellent noses. Sure enough my dad set a plate down and walked away. I got up to check it out and guess what, he left a plate with two steaks on it right there for me to eat. I was so excited, I grabbed one and ran. My dad chased me into the living room and pried my jaws open. He was really mad. But I just gave him those big brown eyes and he quickly got over that. Toay I went to the groomer. I like to go on the leash and in the car, but I get really annoyed when my mom lets us there for hours. I have to sit there the whole time and think of ways to get even. I came up with a good one. My mom came to get us and told us she was going to take us to her office to visit the ladies at work because one of them never met me, but knows what an Internet celebrity I am. Well she marched us right in there haircuts and ribbons and all. I fixed her I wasn't in the door one minute and pooped on the floor. She was mortified. I had met my goal.
Well gotta go now, I am kinda tired from carrying on at the groomers and me and Murphy have to take a nap. Watch for our picture soon, my mom sent it to Doug to put on the webpage.
Hoover - The Baddest Springer Spaniel
