SPRING FEVER! I’m spending a lot of time looking out the window; wishing I could be out there havin some fun. If I was this bored last year when I was a pup, I don’t remember. But it’s killin Mamaw and Me. A nice long walk right now would be just what the doctor ordered. Instead, it’s “suck it up”—and wait! We washed white clothes today and wanted to get that done BEFORE Ozzie comes to our house. We try to be quiet so he can just rest so when she wants to play golf—I just don’t pay any attention to her.
The BIG BOY wasn’t as willing to come out today though cause Mamaw was awful loud yellin and clappin for me to COME yesterday evening. She feels real bad about that so she made me stay home. Now is that really fair? The love of my life and she’s takin control away from me. She told Poppy she was gonna teach me a good lesson so I’m afraid I’m in for it!
We saw some big birds flyin around our house today makin a hell of a racket. And in this cold weather the airplanes and the cars goin by are lots noisier too. She’s afraid I’ll be kinda skiddish when we open the door and spend lots of time outside—I don’t remember that. But she got Ozzie out to do his thing and brought him back. When he walked in he looked at the couch – no poppy – and then he began lookin for me. She had me in the slammer as a means to showin me who’s the boss I guess. She came over and let me out so I got my kisses anyhow. Ozzie loves goin back to the bedroom and takin a nap so I split my time between Ozzie and Mamaw. It’s a great life!
Ozzie lets us know when he wants to go home too. But today we hadn’t taken the time to have our SNAPS or his “brush.” So we both sat properly enough to suit her and we had SNAPS – he got 4—I got 2 (but today they were only half snaps so really I only got 1.) Listen, I’m afraid she’s gonna starve me to death and with Poppy workin this much, he just may come home and find that I’m dead…God help us!
Pizza for dinner—I got none—they watched some TV—I begged to go to the waterbed—Me, Mamaw and that damned e-reader went back for OUR TIME. Then when The Good Wife came on I was supposed to be good. I was…(smile)
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