Monday, June 13, 2005
Busy Weekend
We have a new weekend routine, apparently. I'm not fond of it, though at least it's made a change where instead of getting no walk first thing Saturday morning, we have a short walk. Then we go to "class." Class ought to be good. There are other dogs, and lots of people. But, we do the same thing over and over, and after a while I just get tired of it. Also, I'd rather go to the park. If Katie and Joe would just get out of bed when I tell them to, there'd be plenty of time to go for a longer walk, and then to this "class" thing if we really have to do it.
Good pickings from the kitchen table this weekend. They left the water bottle out on Saturday. On the table, but I could still get to it. I tried to get it to work, but had trouble with the lid. Some of it spilled and I licked that up. No big deal, I still had my water bowl. Sunday was even better though. On Sunday afternoon, after they left for who knows where, I found a stuffed, squeaking, hedgehog! It's a perfect size, just a little big than my mouth so I can gnaw all over it. I spent the rest of the day munching on it and took it up to bed with me. I wonder what I'll find today?
We have a new weekend routine, apparently. I'm not fond of it, though at least it's made a change where instead of getting no walk first thing Saturday morning, we have a short walk. Then we go to "class." Class ought to be good. There are other dogs, and lots of people. But, we do the same thing over and over, and after a while I just get tired of it. Also, I'd rather go to the park. If Katie and Joe would just get out of bed when I tell them to, there'd be plenty of time to go for a longer walk, and then to this "class" thing if we really have to do it.
Good pickings from the kitchen table this weekend. They left the water bottle out on Saturday. On the table, but I could still get to it. I tried to get it to work, but had trouble with the lid. Some of it spilled and I licked that up. No big deal, I still had my water bowl. Sunday was even better though. On Sunday afternoon, after they left for who knows where, I found a stuffed, squeaking, hedgehog! It's a perfect size, just a little big than my mouth so I can gnaw all over it. I spent the rest of the day munching on it and took it up to bed with me. I wonder what I'll find today?
