(And here we observe the Wild Maggie in her natural habitat…)
So. Lazy. Today. Maybe it’s because I spent such an enormous amount of energy as my alter-ego, The Hairy Bullet, yesterday; streaking like a rocket through the house and upending lamps, tearing up the rugs, spilling my water bowl, destroying the toys, you name it.
Mom and Dad went to the store and left me sleeping on the human bed. When they came back, I heard the door and went downstairs, yawning and stretching the whole way. I kinda half-wagged my tail in a, “you mean, it’s time to wake up?” manner. Mom went upstairs and checked for any “surprises” and told Dad, “There’s a huge indentation in the bed where she was sleeping and the covers are all rumpled up where she made a nest.” Honestly, I slept the whole time they were gone.
I slept before Laurel came over to take me for a walk. I slept after the walk. Then I begged to go back on the human bed most of the night.
(Yawn) I’d write more, but I think it’s time for bed!
Woof (yawn) woof! Love, Maggiezzzzzzzz