April 25, 2010

Another depressing day—I’m still not eating or drinking much and I feel so tired! The weather is rainy and yucky so we didn’t walk until late morning. We’ve just been trying to get caught up on a few things so I sort of just follow Mamaw with my eyes as she moves around the house.

What in the world has happened to me? I don’t begin to understand why I’m feeling this way. I just don’t have any interest in any of my toys and Miss Froggy, Big Red, Dino-poo and Rabbit are all begging me to play. I’m sure they feel like they’ve been put out to pasture. Mamaw tries to encourage me to play with them by having them talk in “their special voices” but it just isn’t working! I hope I’m not gonna die or anything. I really do want to feel better…I just gotta keep trying I guess.

Two teenage boys came to our door today and I barked and barked—one was black! I haven’t seen one of those before. Mamaw explained that there are all different races so our coloring is different. I’m red and she and Poppy are white—well, I guess that makes sense. Anyway, living right here on 50th Street we seem to get lots of solicitations. Maybe we need to get a sign warning them off?

Got another walk in—no sniffing and smelling unless I was willing to do it on the run. We went around the elementary school and it was beginning to rain so we rushed a little. It’s just been dreary all day like that. We got home and trust me, we are both BORED! I waited till Mamaw got to looking at the ads and I grabbed her slipper to chew on. Something about those slippers just call my name…Well, she caught me before I had them ruined and with hands on hips she gave me the “eagle eye” until I had no choice but to hang my head. I stayed that way cause I was afraid she was gonna yell at me or something cause you know what? I know better than that! When she got busy with something else, I jumped up on the couch and I’m workin on ignorin her right now. I just can’t look her in the eye. She makes me feel so guilty and I don’t want to feel that way. After all, I’m a DOG! Did you get that? I’M A DOG! We do things like that! I think Mamaw read my mind—she said, “Not around here we don’t.” I had to gulp and keep my mouth shut. But that didn’t mean I had to be quiet in the kennel—I scratched and scratched just to let her know I did not agree with her. She leaned over and looked me in the eyes again and told me to be quiet—in a pig’s eye! I just made more noise. And then I’m just waiting for her to let me out to play some more—she didn’t. My God—I’m in bed for the night. Damn, I hate it when that happens!