So one day last week, Mom and Dad went out to work out or something. I got my usual Frozen Yogurt bone and that was really good. Nothin' like melting frozen yogurt on my delicate tongue to tantalize the taste buds and soothe my anxieties.
Unfortunately, I usually finish a Frozen Yogurt bone in about 18 seconds. So if Mom and Dad go to work out, that leaves about 4580 seconds before they get home. Sometimes I just sleep. But sometimes I try to be helpful.
So this day, I wandered in the kitchen to see if there was anything I could do to be helpful. I saw that Mom had moved her computer to the kitchen table. I know she does that so she can work while she and Dad watch those sports shows. You know, baseball, basketball, tennis, football, yada yada yada. Not for me. But each to his own.
So I figured she must have been working while watching that Tennis Tournament she likes, you know the one they show from New York? The US Open or some such thing. That means that she was probably watching more tennis than she was working. And that means she needed some help getting her work done. So I hopped up on the table to see if there was something I could help with.
BOOM! Something very hard flew off the table and crashed on the floor. I bolted! I had no idea what it was, but I wasn't going to get anywhere near it. I made my way back to the bedroom and hid my head under my blanket until I heard them come home.
Unfortunately, there was apparently some evidence of my sojourn onto the kitchen table.
Hope you don't get BOOMed when you try to do something helpful.
Love,
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