My Dad hurt himself, so I have to take care of him. Sometimes he lies on the floor, and gets Mum to bring him something from the cold, cold place
and put it on him (I don't understand why he wants a cold thing on him
, but that's humans for ya -- weird
) and I lie down near him to keep him company, and he scritches me
...
That makes me very relaxed and I then go to sleep there...
...even if Mum does insist on using that flashy thing...
...and if you're going to do that, Mum, you could at least acknowledge that I'M CUTE
~~~~~~~
What is it with humans and those flashy things, anyway? My Mum came downstairs with that thing in her hand, from annoying my sister, and now she insists on annoying me, too...
Must you, Mum?
...enough, already!
...Ok. I'm not looking!
[Sooz, at this juncture, had made herself scarce -- oh, well!]
That makes me very relaxed and I then go to sleep there...
...even if Mum does insist on using that flashy thing...
...and if you're going to do that, Mum, you could at least acknowledge that I'M CUTE
~~~~~~~
What is it with humans and those flashy things, anyway? My Mum came downstairs with that thing in her hand, from annoying my sister, and now she insists on annoying me, too...
Must you, Mum?
...enough, already!
...Ok. I'm not looking!
[Sooz, at this juncture, had made herself scarce -- oh, well!]
