This is
Olive writing. I’ve taken over the keyboard for this posting.
My human has
gone nuttier than the squirrels. Last Saturday he came in with a tree—a tree no
less—and planted it in the living room! Now that would be crazy enough, but he
lectured me about staying away from it, then put all these little light bulbs on
it. Now just what good is that supposed to do? He then throws all these shiny
things on it. It takes up a full corner of the room! At least he didn’t put it
over my napping spot.
The Saturday before last he left me and spent the day at some place he calls “the mall”. He
came back with a pile of boxes, none smelling like anything good to eat. You
would think he would at least open them to see if there is anything useful? No,
he spends most of Sunday wrapping them with colored paper. All those things are
now underneath that weird tree!
Some of the
family came by, and I though “thank heavens, they’re going to do an
intervention”. No, they all oooh and ahhhh over the tree in the corner and sing
songs about “decking the halls” (whatever that is) and “God rest ye merry
gentlemen let nothing you dismay” (what the heck does that mean?).
I hope that
this is only a phase that humans go through now and then, and things will be
back to normal soon. At least I am still being fed, my bed upstairs is unaffected, and I
am still getting my walks to sniff at trees outside where they belong, study
squirrels, and chase geese back into the pond. The human also plays saucer with me in the back when I remind him to. I’m grateful that the human didn’t
try to bring a pond or squirrels into the living room!
Signing off
now. Yes, this is a short post but you try using a keyboard with paws and no
thumbs. Thank heavens for auto correct.
--Olive
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