Momma had to stay home from work today with the sickies so since she isn't feeling so hot, I have to take extra responsibility for pee-wee. Like tellin him when its time to get up for breakfast.
Is he gone?
After breakfast, I took the little guy out for some action in the backyard. He's really getting the hang of eating grass!
So I thought everything was cool and we came back in. I was helping Momma do her work email when all of a sudden I hear KA-BAM! The next sound I heard wasn't yip, yip, yip, so I wasn't much concerned that anybody had hurt their small and annoying selves.
Oh man! How did this happen? Chair on the floor, coat on the floor, pillow on the floor, Dexter on pillow, Dexter biting pillow!Dexter biting nasty dog walking coat. Who can blame him, really, the whole thing is totally encrusted with Mango slime and fur, plus there are usually liver treats in the pocket. Given that Dexter apparently still required exercise and that Momma was feeling like crap she resorted to letting him go off on a water jug.
Which seemed to do the job, because he konked out and why he can't meditate like a normal dog is beyond me. Must be some new age relaxation techniques that they teach the kids these days.
I, on the other hand, meditate with my leggies arranged in perfect symmetry showing that I have achieved a state of oneness with the universe.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!