Today did not turn out as planned. I was quite juiced up as Grandma, Grandpa, Human Brother Jake, Human Sister-in-law Shannon, Human Sister Liz AND family friend Dick were all coming over. To top things off, I heard my little nephew Misha (Sushi) was also coming. I haven't seen him since November, so I was looking forward to seeing him again and taking lots of photos.
BUT, when Misha arrived, he decided that he hated me! Yes! Hated the Mango!! Every time I tried to play with him he tried to bite me. I howled and howled. I wanted to play with him so much, but he was being so mean that he had to spend most of the day in lock down in his cage. How could anydoggie hate the Mango man?
Nevertheless, I did receive the appropriate levels of adoration from all the visiting humans and left nice suds deposits on each and every one. Plus I got some yummers roast beef.
After everybody left, I figured I'd settle in with my monkey for a quiet chat. Now where did I leave the monkey?
I thought I heard it in the kitchen...
Oh no! He was in the kitchen, but somebody had slit his throat! Oh the humanity!I was told that the monkey would not survive his injuries (because some humans are too lazy to pick up a sewing needle even for the Mango) and that he had to be whatjermacallit You-Thin-Iced. Goodbye monkey...Just to end on a more positive note. The view out of my living room addition is spectacular. Look at my pretty flowering dogwood tree.Mango Man! Oh yeah!