OK, I think Momma is officially losing it and I am very worried about her.
It started when she totally posted Wheelie Wednesday on Tuesday. I tried to help her re-orient by putting this helpful note on the calendar.
But even so she totally forgot to go to work today and now I might starve to death because there won't be enough money for kibbles!
Then she moved my swimming pool! The Mango does not like change. Where is my swimming pool?
How could she do such a thing? I will not get into it in its new location! Its not right! Put it back!
Earlier this week I received a package in the mail with this nice card in it.
But Momma was all freaked out because the CARD WASN'T SIGNED and WHO COULD IT BE FROM? And then the next morning Master picked the card up and looked on the back and found a nice note from Pumpkin thanking us for using some of our kibbles money to sponsor her race.
Um, hello? Anybody home?
Inside were more packages containing doggie sushi!
Which I was now allowed to sample now that Momma had solved the "mystery" of where my pressie came from. Are you believing this?
Pee-Wee got one too. His mouth looks funny because I think there is more than cookie in there right at the moment. My main clue was Momma saying, "Son of a b*&ch Dexter!"
I thought labby dogs had "soft" mouths. The squirt must be defective.
Given my good manners, I got to have extras. Thank you so much, Pumpkin!
Back to more Dotty Old Hen behavior...
She keeps writing these mysterious notes to herself. What can they mean?
Is something bad happening at 8:30? Nope, I mean 9:00? Should I be nervous?
Her photographic skills have deteriorated too. She is taking pictures like this one of Dexter's bottom.
And extreme close-ups of my large and too big for the frame self. Not exactly photo of the month material (and I am such a good subject too, hard to get a bad shot of me, but, well, you see for yourself).
Possibly most disturbing are reports Pee-Wee is bring back from his walkies which lead me to believe that Momma is putting some of Lacie's smoothies into her coffee in the morning.
According to the midget (and why would he lie), no sooner does he get up a full head of steam...
Then Momma turns around and walks or actually (gasp) runs in the opposite direction.
He can't tell which way she is going anymore.
He even says that sometimes she just walks in circles and if this keeps up I think his leggies are going to get worn down on one side.
He said this morning he got all dizzy and had to sit down.
After all the stopping and starting and spinning and turning, the little dude gets pretty worried and so he needs to keep an eye on her lest she go totally berserk on him.
But walking like this is not without its perils.
LOOK! His little pointy head is now stuck sideways!
I think Momma broke the labradude. Having a sideways pointing head is a big liability.
I guess what I'm saying is between the wrong day posting, unauthorized pool movement, forgetting to go to work, strange notes, not figuring out my pressies, and spinning around like a drunken sailor on walkies, I think that Momma has finally slipped her gears.
Nothing for me to do but chew meditatively on my cuz and hope for a speedy recovery.
Or possibly start looking for a new home where things are more stable. Maybe if I practice my Wally face enough I could join his pack and his mom would just think I was another him.
GAH! See what I mean? I totally already posted this photo. Can you hear me now? Hello?
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. From Momma - Maybe some beasties need to look at their own behavior more closely. Mango has had a bit of the dye your ears and has been waking me up 2-3 times / night to attend to business. And Dexter can always be relied upon to make sure I get up early enough to put kibble in his labrabelly by 6AM at the latest. I am actually taking a vacation day to get some much needed rest. Oh yeah, and Mango, if you are reading this, you better think twice before you move in with those peppy sheppys. You think Pee-Wee is a handful?