Before starting out today, links for your consideration and perusal. First off, yesterday was a Snippet Sunday for several bloggers, and you can find Norma's post with a brief passage right at that link. As well, at our joint blog, we posted a Snippet Sunday post as well. Go and check them both out, and comment on them!
We are now in December, and what better way to start things out with a couple of dog and cat blogs? Particularly with the Christmas season now upon us? So without further ado, let us begin....
7:22 AM. Morning has broken, as they say, and I now wake up out of a good sleep. Dreamed of chewing on a big stewing bone.
7:35 AM. Good morning, human! How are you this fine day? How about a bit of breakfast? I am feeling rather peckish, you know....
7:40 AM. Busy wolfing down my kibbles. Yum yum yum! I have not yet bested my personal best record of eating breakfast quickly, but my time will come...
7:43 AM. The human lets me out the door to go for my run. I'll see you later, human!
8:10 AM. Running through the snow in the backfields, barking my head off like a delirious lunatic. Life is good!
8:45 AM. Sniffing around the perimeter of the farm. I think a skunk passed through sometime last night, but at least nothing startled it. Skunks getting startled? It never ends well.
It's even worse than cats getting startled.
9:15 AM. Back home. Barking at back door.
9:16 AM. The human lets me back in. I am met by the smell of delicious baking. I think she's been making cookies.
9:20 AM. My nose is being overwhelmed by yummy smells of sugar and flour and cookie dough. I'm positively drooling. More than usual.
9:35 AM. Watching the human baking. She's sprinkling sugar cookies with red and green sprinkles. I glance at the calendar. Oh, that's right... Christmas is this month, and that means plenty of baking.
Have I been a good dog this year?
10:15 AM. Now she's prepping peanut butter cookies. My drooling continues. I must perfect the sad eyes mooching look when she happens to glance my way. I love the taste of freshly baked cookies.
10:20 AM. The human takes some cookies out of the oven. I manage to mooch three of them. Red and green sprinkles are just like icing on the cake.
I wonder if the human's going to make some cake....
11:40 AM. I realize now that the meaning of life is very simple. It comes down to a very simple fact: the smell of baking cookies is the meaning of life.
12:05 PM. I have managed to mooch more cookies from the human. My sad eyes look has been perfected.
Human, have you ever thought of adding some dog food into the recipes? I am sure it would go over very well indeed.
12:15 PM. The human is still baking. I wonder if she's going to have lunch?
Am I hungry for lunch? I've had quite a few cookies already...
12:30 PM. The human is having lunch. Despite my uncertainty about my appetite, I gladly swallow a couple of dinner rolls the human gives me.
1:40 PM. Time for a nap. The human is still baking, but I've had my fill.
Time to sleep it off for awhile....
4:10 PM. Waking up from my nap. Dreamed of chasing that annoying squirrel. The house smells like freshly baked cookies.
I think my appetite has returned.
4:45 PM. The human is putting cookies into freezer bags. Hey, wait a minute, how about leaving them out for me to have some? Why can't you just keep baking more all month long?
5:05 PM. All of the cookies are down in the freezer downstairs. And unfortunately I can't open that thing.
Oh well. Anticipation is all the better when you know how tasty food is.
6:35 PM. The human is having lasagna for dinner. She won't give me any- she mentions the spaghetti incident- but at least gives me a bit of a treat- a plate with dinner rolls dabbled in tomato sauce.
How long are we going to hold the spaghetti incident against me?
6:40 PM. My appetite is sated by dinner. At least til the next time I feel hungry.
8:10 PM. The human is settling down by the fireplace to read. I settle in beside her on the couch and get a belly rub for good measure.
That's another meaning of life: belly rubs.
11:00 PM. The human turns on the news. The former premier of Italy has just been arrested for bribery, extortion, fraud, and jaywalking. He is perpwalked across the screen, a very short and very ugly man with a smirk on his face. He says something along the lines of what's the big deal? I'm Italian!
Humans are strange people, human.
11:46 PM. The human is turning out the lights before heading up the stairs. Good night, human. I'm staying down here for awhile. Maybe I can figure out a way to break into that freezer downstairs. Christmas cookies are ever so tempting, after all...