Yanno, sometimes I wonder why my mother doesn't understand the concept of "let sleeping dogs lie." I was minding my business on the couch, getting ready for a delicious nap and this is what happens to me. Also, is it just me or does this woman sound like she might ride the short bus?
After these shenanigans, I thought I'd take my afternoon repose on the balcony where I could watch the comings and goings of my neighbors. Sometimes, people do fun things like have a garage sale which somehow morphs into an all-night fiesta, replete with bad singing and even worse Mariachi music. Sometimes, neighbors throw couches off the third story balconies into the yard and yell loudly while they do it.
These are fun things to see, but I digress. I also like to nap outside because no one usually bothers me. That is until today...
Seriously, what's wrong with letting a Shiba sleep in peace?
Some days, I wish my whole body could fit under this log so I could escape for a nice nap...
1 comment:
Ruthlessly pestered.
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