So yesterday, momma and master left together to go to work (or so I assumed) but then it got to be dark and night time and momma did not come home! Yuh, like totally Master gave me my phenobarbital which NEVER happens and then it got later and later and pretty soon it was bed time and I went to sleep even though I was all thinking "where the heck is momma?"
Then this morning it was time to get up for sure and I paced around but NOBODY GOT UP! And then finally at (can you believe it) 7AM! Master came all stumbling out of the sleeping room and fed me and Pea. Where is Momma? I wondered?
Well, she came home at last this afternoon. So I had words with her, you know it!
Me: "Momma WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"
Momma: "Oh, Mango, I had to go to the emergency room because I had a bad owie in my chest."
Me: "What are you talking about? You seem fine to me."
Momma: "Well, Mango, I feel fine, but the doctors and nurses and Master were very worried and so they wanted me to have a sleepover at the hospital."
Me: "As if! What did you do there?"
Momma: "I got on the treadmill and..."
Me: "Was it underwater like my treadmill? Did you get noms while you did it? Did you get a massage after?"
Momma: "Well, not exactly, but they did give me some crackers."
Me: "Next time, you just tell PT lady you want to share my treadmill time. No more overnight excursions."
Momma: "You got it, big guy."
So Momma says she is fine and all the activities she did at the hospital were "negative" which doesn't sound good to me, but go figure, right?
And I'm not too bothered, you know, because when she came home we opened some pressies.
Yup, like these two cool Airedale books from our buddy Taffy. Loyal readers know that momma is gaga for Airedales and I do kind of miss my old Grandpa Angus sometimes.
And from Bolo we got a flat blue thing called a Frisbee (which looks like it will be good to eat) and a tiny little tennis ball for Pea.
Plus a note pad with Bolo's face on it! How cool is that?
And you know what else? Tomorrow I am going to do MY treadmill and I am going to ask if momma can do it with me since she is so keen on it and I might even let her have some of my special treadmill hot dogs.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!