my female human-dog (f.h.d.) spent the morning furiously cleaning our house. apparently we had company coming and she needed to eliminate all the hair i had worked hard to accumulate in the corners of every room. i like the house clean mind you. but no one had come to see us until today and to be honest i didn't think it was dirty to begin with.
as for me i spent a good amount of my day sleeping. this morning i had a good run in the backyard for all of five minutes before my f.h.d. called "breakfast!" which happens to be the most irresistible word i know. every morning i try to resist the urge to bolt like lightening at the sound of this word but my friends i must confess that my mind is weak. some days i can hold out when she says "cookie!" which i am learning is the afternoon and evening call i receive when my f.h.d. thinks i've wondered to far from her. it's true that i do love cookies, i mean who doesn't? i might love eating poop just as much but i have yet to hear her call me back to her yelling 'poop!". that would be the day.
after my breakfast i slept. that's a thing i like to do. right after breakfast i run to their bed and tunnel under the covers for a brief respite. today, perhaps due to the frenzy of cleaning, my nap was thrice interrupted before i was finally banished to the living room. i suppose the linens did need washing. i don't personally find myself to be a nuisance but it's possible i do cause a tiny speck of frustration for my h.d.'s. speaking of my h.d.'s... i wonder where that other one has got off to? i seem to remember he lived with us briefly when i was first adopted. hmmm... he is my play friend and perhaps that's why i'm a little bored these days. i hope he comes back i like sleeping with his shirt.
the sun was shining today! my goodness that sun was right there on the porch and i took my second - or maybe my third - nap of the day in a little patch of sun. the music around here is pretty nice and i like to drift off to whatever is on the stereo (yes i know what a stereo is. i am 6 after all).
a few times i got up to see what my f.h.d. was up to and to see when i might get another cookie. the floor was a bit wet and i had a pretty good time watching her wash the floors with a big wet towel and something that got the floor all misty and we both slipped around a little. but i can only hang around watching someone hand wash a floor for so long before i need to take another nap.
at this point she came to interrupt yet another nap of mine to sweep my precious little porch! i defied and stood amidst the dust clouds no matter how many times she said i could have a cookie if i was a good boy and sat inside so i woulnd't die from inhaling all the dust. ok ok ok but i'm going to sit on the other side of that door because frankly, i don't feel comfortable when you close doors in my face and you stay on the outside of it. well, it was worth it my friend. because after she left the porch to go clean some other part of the house....
i slipped out the screen door. she left it wide open. it wasn't my fault. man oh man. the freedom was good. i sniffed this, i sniffed that, i peed on a few flowers, and in general had a really awesome time. i don't wear a watch so i'm not sure how long i was outside on my own but it seemed like maybe a half an hour. i had just found the tastiest piece of poop in the backyard - i don't know what varietal it was though i normally dine on goose - when my f.h.d. comes running to the backyard and seeing me yells my name and generally gets a little crazy. i know she hates that i like poop so you better believe i was scarfing it down as fast as i could before she got to me. i did get most of it. she swooped me up and i thought she was going to get all mad at the poop but she just hugged me and told me she loved me. it was confusing.
and i finally got another cookie. something about my breath being "poopy"?
our friend came over this afternoon and they talked the day away. talk talk talk. sometimes i couldn't even get a word in or a lap to sit on. they didn't care one bit i had things to say and naps to take. at least they took me for a long walk. but all they talked about was girlie things and so i just tried to focus on tightening my abs while i walked. i'm not ripped or anything but i've got some pretty good definition. ladies!
after our friend left i took another nap while my f.h.d. did some computing and writing an article that seems a little spooky to me but then i was half asleep. i think it's about listening to sounds that make you go out of your body. or something like that. i wonder if dogs can go out of their bodies? it kind of seems that way when i dream. it's as if i were off in some field running and jumping around in the flowers and nipping at the butterflies. or maybe that was from babe pig in the city... sometimes my real life and my movie life get a little mixed up. i'm very sensitive to film.
well i've worn myself out from all this writing so i have to go to bed now. time to tunnel under the covers if i can get away with it.
more messages from max soon to come.
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