I thought I’d just write a fun post about something I like to do for a change…and that would be spending time in the kitchen… LOTS of time… looking in the kitchen cabinet, watching for mice. Mice have come and literally stolen food out of my food dish right in front of me then run under the oven so I can’t get them, so I’ve started taking matters into my own paws, and insist that my owners leave the door open all night long.
In fact, they were feeling sorry for me because I’d lay on the very cold floor (they keep it cold around here) and so now they even park my bed in front of the cabinet before they go to bed. I’d like to think it’s because they are being nice, but have a feeling it’s because they know I’ll have a barking fit if they don’t, works every time>:-)<
Unfortunately, since I’ve started doing this, we haven’t had any mice, guess that means I’m doing a good job, but to tell the truth, it’s no fun if there isn’t a mouse every now and then. Okay, here I go, back to my post at the cabinet again!
Actually, I’m being nice…my owner has been lazy, she’s the one that does my typing for me, and she’s been busy doing other things. It has been hard enough to get her to take me for my walks, give me my snacks and give me my “tummy rubs” lately, and getting her to type for me has been impossible.
Oh don’t worry, she hasn’t totally ignored me. The weather is nice now, and sometimes she just wants to be outside, so we’ve been taking walks more. Other times she lets me run around the yard while she watches, because she knows I’ll sneak next door or run out in the road if I see a cat or something fun to chase. We have bears around here, too, so she does have to keep a close eye on me just because she loves me.
But we’ve missed blogging together, so will try to do better, and hope you are having a good summer so far.
Today it’s a beautiful, sunny day, and for some reason my owners are inside. I am trying everything I can think of to get their attention, but the big man of the house who spoils me most of the time is putting music on his palm pilot that he got last week for Father’s Day. I tried bringing my toy to him, but he didn’t want to stop and play. I know later he will want to play, so I told my other owner to type this message about how hard it is to be a little dog that wants to play but has no one to play with. After she is finished, she said she’d take me out for a walk, and make sure to give me some tummy rubs and scratch behind my ears, I love that!
