They went to play golf and left me with all my toys. And I do have a lot of toys. I have bones and balls and antlers and balls and bones and even a big box that drops treats when I roll it around. Sometimes they even give me a frozen bone with real food in it. Yummm!
And Friday Mom put lots of treats in my big blue box. Unfortunately, I sometimes get my bones and boxes stuck under things and Friday I got both stuck under the bathroom cabinets.
You can see how I could get pretty frustrated. There is my box, full of all sorts of treats and I can't get it out! And my bone is right there with it.
So I looked around to see what else I could do, and guess what? Mom had left her new book on the bedside table. I know she was really liking it. It was called "Americanah" and she said it was so good, she was devouring every chapter. Well I decided to see what it was all about. And she was right! I devoured the first 15 pages and that was really fun.
It was just about that time that I heard the garage door open. So I picked up my kong toy (oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you I also have a kong toy) and ran to the door to see them. (Remember my "Words of Wisdom" -- When someone you love walks in through the door, even if it happens five times a day, go totally insane with joy.") And I ran through the door wagging my tail and showing them my kong toy and they were happy to see me.
At least until Mom went into the bedroom to get something and found her book. Then she was not happy. She didn't yell or anything, but I could tell she was disappointed in me. But why can SHE devour a book and it's not OK for ME to devour just 15 pages. NOT FAIR!!
That's when she said I was in the Dog House again. Whatever that means, IT IS NOT GOOD.
I don't think I'll be reading any more of her books.
Hope you stay out of Dog Houses this week.
Love, G.
.JPG)
No comments:
Post a Comment
Please leave me any questions or comments you have for me. But please be polite. My feelings get hurt real easy.