When are Mom and Dad coming home?
Friday is taking forever....
Are they home yet? No?
How about now?
I love looking out the window, watching and waiting for visitors. I sit on my chair and stare at people and pups walking down the street. I wish they'd all come by to visit, but for some reason, my Mom says that's a bad idea. So all I do is wait...
Of course, on Fridays, I wait in my crate with my toys. I can only eat so much stuffing, you know. And I decapitiated my duck and my greyhound, but I won't decapitate my sheep, because he's my baby.
Finally, Mom came home, so I clawed her Meeshka style to let her know it's NOT COOL to leave me alone!
I'll bet they'll never do it again!