A Day In The Life Of A Dog

Before I get started on the first of two dog and cat blogs, some links to see to. Check out Norma's blog for a look at God's sense of humour. Check out this cauliflower recipe by Krisztina. And check out Maria's post on some baseball history.

7:25 AM. Waking up. Dreamed of chasing a cat up a tree. For some reason, the cat was unhappy.

7:30 AM. Looking out the front window. No sign of that annoying squirrel. Still lots of snow in the yard. And the snow keeps falling. I wonder if winter's ever going to end.

7:40 AM. Good morning, human! How are you today? Have you seen all the snow?

7:50 AM. The human feeds me breakfast. Yum yum yum yum! I love kibbles!

7:51 AM. Feeling full and satisfied. Time to go on my first stroll of the day, human.

8:05 AM. Running through the backfields, barking my head off. I'm a bit hindered by the depth of the snow.

The human has mentioned a few times in the last few days about doubting spring will ever come.

8:30 AM. Wait a minute... what's that? 

It's that annoying squirrel!!!!

8:31 AM. Barking my head off in full pursuit of my hated enemy.

Unfortunately the annoying squirrel makes it up onto a tree branch.

8:35 AM. The annoying squirrel is staring down at me, chattering like a lunatic. He's taunting me.

Damn you, squirrel! Damn you!

9:05 AM. Have been pacing around the tree for a half hour. The hated enemy is still laughing at me.

One of these days, squirrel, you're going to get yours. You hear me? You're going to get yours!

9:25 AM. Stopping by to see Spike The Magnificent, Tormentor of Squirrels, at his place. I relay my contact report with one of the enemy. We discuss the prospect of unleashing a spring offensive.

9:30 AM. Well, see you later, Spike. I have to get back home. I might be able to mooch something from the human.

9:55 AM. Returning home. The human opens the door for me. Hello, human! Is the fireplace burning? I could really use that to dry off...

9:56 AM. The human catches me before I can get further into the house and applies the Towel of Torment to dry off all the snow in my fur.

Come on, human!

12:35 PM. Waking up from a nap. Hey, did I miss lunch?

12:38 PM. No trace of the human. Her coat and boots are gone. So is her purse. Did she go out for a drive without telling me?

1:10 PM. Well, I suppose she's not going to be back anytime soon, so I'd better do something else with my time. I wonder what's on television...

1:15 PM. Hey, Animal Planet has a dog show from England on. Now this I can enjoy!

1:20 PM. Look at that cocker spaniel. She's all attitude and sass. I like sass. I wonder why her human insists on adding ribbons to her fur.

1:40 PM. You know, I've always wondered with these shows why it is that the humans have to trot so quickly with their dog down the length of the hall. Why can't the dog have a chance to go wandering about and sniffing?

1:55 PM.  Those humans the host calls judges seem way too serious. They need a good doggie lick.

2:20 PM. It occurs to me that you'll never see a best in show sort of thing involving cats. 

2:45 PM. That Pomeranian wins top prize. That's not fair! The cocker spaniel looks much cuter!

3:40 PM. The human returns home. She's got groceries. Oh, goody goody goody. I wonder if she picked up cookies.

4:05 PM. The human has finished putting away all the groceries. She looks at me while I'm sitting patiently in the kitchen watching her. Finally she opens the cookie jar and gives me two oatmeal cookies.

Yum yum yum! I love you, human!

11:15 PM. The human is watching the late news. All sorts of bad things. You know, human, it would be much more interesting if the news broadcasts the result of those dog shows. Wouldn't that make everyone happier?