I LOVE the taste of new grass! The sweetness as I swallow it. There is nothing like it. Except for Dandelions. I am especially fond of dandelions. My girl has a dandelion growing in a pot. It mocks me. So I rammed the pot and knocked it over. Now I cannot bring myself to eat it. I stalk by it every day on my rounds and stare at it. But I cannot eat it. One day.....
Two days ago she came out and I was so happy to see her. I ran to her and she patted my head. I love when she skritches me behind my ears. Then she gave me a little dog food. It was a glorious day!
I am getting new fans. Yesterday someone followed me with her camera, trying to get a picture. I am all about the action pictures. I do not like to pose unless it is my girl. But she always gets my good side. ^.^
I am glad it is Spring. I am glad it is warm. I am glad I have a bountiful amount of grass, roses, and apricots to eat.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Ah, Spring is in the air!
I am pleased to be out! I sit in my sunning corner on the driveway, relaxing, pondering. Twice now the human girl opened the door, slamming into me. Those dogs. Like they need to come out my way. There are other doors, for crying out loud!
Yesterday I had an audience while I sunned. There were groups of people throughout the day but the first group was the loudest. They kept yelling at me to move. I do not move for anyone. Ask the human woman. I move when there is food involved and that is the only time. Okay. Not the only time. When the door is open, I find myself moving to go inside. Sometimes I have to go through her house so that I can appreciate the freedom I have and the coolness of my own home. Anyway, I did not even glance at those spectators. I am not a sport. As it gets warmer, I will be more social. Well, not really social. I am very select about who touches me. I have a gentleman in a wheelchair that wears white every day. He calls to me and I find myself answering him. He is the only one I let pet me, aside from my family. He is very nice.
Ah, Spring. I am glad it is coming. I love those fresh sprouts, the sunshine, and the clean air. Well, as clean as possible in Las Vegas. I will be glad to leave here. One day.
Yesterday I had an audience while I sunned. There were groups of people throughout the day but the first group was the loudest. They kept yelling at me to move. I do not move for anyone. Ask the human woman. I move when there is food involved and that is the only time. Okay. Not the only time. When the door is open, I find myself moving to go inside. Sometimes I have to go through her house so that I can appreciate the freedom I have and the coolness of my own home. Anyway, I did not even glance at those spectators. I am not a sport. As it gets warmer, I will be more social. Well, not really social. I am very select about who touches me. I have a gentleman in a wheelchair that wears white every day. He calls to me and I find myself answering him. He is the only one I let pet me, aside from my family. He is very nice.
Ah, Spring. I am glad it is coming. I love those fresh sprouts, the sunshine, and the clean air. Well, as clean as possible in Las Vegas. I will be glad to leave here. One day.
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