When we go way North and a little West I join the pack in lockup. They are used to it, me not so much. I am never locked up at home…well maybe in the house…but that doesn’t count.
That is me and Little Elvis…he is locked up all the time as is Miss Miney. She would be in the photo but someone shot a gun just outside of town and she put her ears down and went inside lickety split. Little Elvis was very brave just like me. Boys Rule!
Adam was in charge of me for awhile, since he had his head phones on he couldn’t hear me howl. And howl I did. Howl, cry mournfully, sing…same thing. Far Side finally came back…she said “It is a good thing we are at the Mayor’s house because the Town Cop would call her first if someone complains about your singing.”
There is also a monster in the wall by the water dish…so the water dish has to be put out in the middle of the floor for me and someone usually ends up scrubbing the floor cause I am kind of sloppy when I am nervous… another monster hides behind the refrigerator and scares me when I go around the corner from the dining room into the kitchen. It never gets me going from the kitchen to the dining room…just on the way back!
It was a beautiful day in Minnesota yesterday.