Saturday, March 31, 2012
Finally, we got released from our exile. Being tied up is almost as bad as bein' locked up in the house, when you know there's stuff goin' on in the backyard that you want to be part of. Dad put that evil machine up & now, mom's doing stuff in the garden....I think it's time for me & Lexie to demonstrate that all work & no play is not how you should spend your day. Besides....(1) fresh turned dirt..nothin' better (2) we've had to be outa all the action for almost 15 minutes, that's a long time for us (3) mom needed to take a break, anyway.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
.Evil, I tell you...evil!! I'm still pretty sure I can take it apart & kill it! I'm the professional diggin' machine around here!
Ya ever just get a craving? It wakes you up & no matter what you do...you just can't go back to sleep thinkin' of it? Well...I tried...I really did, but the more I tried..the more I wanted it. Finally, I just gave in...went to the door & gave a soft whine. Nothin'.....gave another lil' louder whine...Mom asks me what's wrong. Score! I rush over to her, she pets me...then she rolls over. Hmmph. This is not the result I wanted, so I stand up on the side & kinda pull her back over & giver her a big kiss....she pets me some more. Wrong! I go to the door & whine again...even louder. She finally gets up all concerned ('cause I never whine), I run over so she sees me & then run to the door. She opens it & follows me in. She's still concerned & wants to check me over. I stand up on the sink & give her the "turn on the water, please...I'm thirsty". She does, then is makin' all kinds of sarcastic & grumblin' remarks that she bets no one else is up at 3 am gettin' so their 'dale can get a fresh drink of water outa the sink. Then she goes to the kitchen, just to verify that there were still not one, but two bowls of water. (well, I knew that!...I didn't want it outa' bowl...that was the whole point). We both go back to our beds. Me...all happy & satisfied...mom, not sure..she was still kinda grumbly. Don't know why she's surprised...it's not like it's the first time....and she does it, too...sometimes.
Lexie's such a nut...she's discovered worms....an' she likes 'em, and I mean she "likes" 'em..to eat. I sniff 'em out & she eats 'em. Mom said, "yuck, don't want any worm kisses". What I wanna know is...does she have a preference when it comes to kisses from Lexie...pond kisses, bug kisses, worm kisses...or possum kisses.