Hey.
What's up?
Today's my dad's birthday. My sister bought him something called an "ice cream cake" and I was really excited about the whole production until someone said chocolate and then I lost interest.
Apparently, chocolate is bad which means my family is crazy because they actually eat it. I do too when they're not looking. I've had some chocolate candy and a few candy bars and some chocolate chip cookies in my life time and I'm still ok. My mother says something about "brain damage", but I think I'm good. I think they tell me chocolate is scary so they can eat it all themselves.
Sometimes, my family is mean.
For instance, yesterday, no one cared about how cute I was and no one followed me around with a camera very much even though I was ready for it.
I kept lying down in high traffic areas thinking they'd pay attention. They didn't.
In the middle of the kitchen is nice, but Mom yells.
The walkway from the kitchen to the living/dining room is pretty ok too. Dad wasn't happy about this though.
The sliding glass door was pretty ok too, but then it got too hot.
Mom and Dad keep talking about a secret and something that has to do with a bee or knees or some such tomfoolery. In any event...Bella will not be ignored and I made sure that everyone liked me today. I pulled out all the stops and did my crazy tail wagging thing whenever Mom walked around. Finally, I just gave up and got on my couch. They're super boring anyway.
1 comment:
Oh yes, Bella. I remember the time you ate those chocolate chip cookies right out of my pocket!
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