It is time once again for the point of view of the cat and the dog. As always, I begin with the dog, who gets so easily distracted.
7:04 AM. Waking up at home. Feeling out of sorts. It's that time change thing.
7:08 AM. Still trying to wrap my mind over what time it is. Why do humans do this to themselves?
7:12 AM. Looking outside. Birds around. Some snow on the ground. The month has been weird.
7:14 AM. Making plans for the day. But first, breakfast. That must be seen to.
7:17 AM. Waiting on the human. I can't open cabinets on my own.
7:20 AM. The human comes downstairs. I thump my tail in greetings. Good morning, human!
7:25 AM. The human is pouring a big bowl of kibble for me. Oh boy oh boy oh boy...
7:26 AM. Licking my chops after polishing off breakfast.
7:35 AM. Inquiring with the human if she'll let me out for a run.
7:37 AM. Out the door and on the way. See you later, human!
7:48 AM. Running through the back fields, barking my head off. As happy as I can be.
7:55 AM. Stopping to see Spike thr Magnificent, Tormentor of Squirrels. Hey Spike!
7:58 AM. Spike and I discuss that upcoming holiday. Easter. No, Spike, my human isn't having any of her family over. Suits me fine. Those kids think I'm a horse.
8:15 AM. Parting ways with Spike. He assures me he'll keep me up to date when the mailman stops by.
8:30 AM. Returning home. The human opens the door and intercepts me with the Towel of Torment. Human! I only splashed around in the creek for five minutes.
10:46 AM. Mooching a cookie off the human.
12:26 PM. The human is having lunch. I have persuaded her to give me a ham and cheese sandwich.
1:30 PM. Barking at the mailman as he drops yhing off at the mailbox and drives away.
3:54 PM. The human is having tea. I have convinced her to give me a cookie.
6:38 PM. Dinner with the human. She's made meatloaf and has given me some. This is really good, human.
8:48 PM. Pondering what tail wags mean.
11:31 PM. The human is off to bed. Good night, human. Sleep well.
I shall guard the house. In between naps.
Cute. Lassie is all tired from all those years on TV. Linda in Kansas
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