Today I woke up, went to Mamma and Dadda's room, and had to wedge myself between them for a nice warm snuggle. Of course I had to share my dreams and ramble on for awhile before they grumbled at me and woke up to start the day. Now that I know there is something to miss early in the mornings, I have no interest in going back to sleep. From now on if it's 5:30 in the morning I'm getting up, and by "I", I mean everybody!
I brought Dadda my Playskool Silly Sounds Checkup kit because when I pressed the buttons on it all I could hear was a clicking sound. He took it into the kitchen, put new batteries in, and showed me how to use it. First, he got a teddy bear off of the book shelf, then he performed a full physical and handed it to me so I could try.
I shook my head with disappointment and showed him how it's done. The first thing I did was ask if the bear had insurance. The bear had the nerve to think I was running a free clinic! Fortunately for him he had private insurance and after a co-pay and some paperwork I referred him to a specialist, after all, I'm a doctor not a veterinarian! Besides, I could tell that he was obese and had high blood-pressure and those were obviously preexisting conditions so. . .
Despite the cold weather I thought it would be a nice idea to head outdoors today. Of course Dadda was against the idea so I had to use the pet door several times, although each time Dadda eventually came out and got me. After being scolded and then warmed up I decided it was time for a snack. You gotta be careful with snax around the doggies because they will take it and no matter how much you fuss at them they won't give it back.
Sometimes I wish I was a dog. I wonder how much dog food one would have to eat in order to become a dog, because at the rate they're eating my food, I should have a couple of baby sisters by now!
Dadda put yellow and red stuff on his eggs today. Mustard and ketchup! Have you tried this stuff? I insisted every item on my tray recieve a generous portion of each susbtance in order to enhance my dining experience. After lunch, Dadda said I smelled like a hot dog. If I was a hot dog, could I go outside without getting in trouble? By the way, that wasn't hot dog he smelled.
Today I am accepting most forms of insurance friendly and helpful!
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