(Look! I found Dad’s pillow!)
Today has been a great day for doing absolutely nothing. The heat wave finally broke and it feels like cool Fall weather. Mom has the back door and the windows open and a good breeze is going throughout the house.
Not that I’m using the back door much. I’ve been sleeping up on the Human Bed all day. Then maybe, I’ll lounge downstairs for a bit, possibly saunter outside for a moment, then back up to the bed, or possibly the couch. I have recently discovered Furniture. What a day!
Mom ate some lunch and heated up a flour tortilla on the stovetop. It smelled interesting and I took my usual spot on the rug to wait for a tidbit. Mom’s pretty good about sharing. She gave me a small piece, and I sniffed at it gingerly, consented to take it with a face like that tortilla was killing me, walked near the kitchen table, and dropped it on the floor. Then I came back to see if there was anything better in the offing. There wasn’t. “If you don’t like it, don’t eat it!” Mom said severely. I caught up another piece of the tortilla, walked over to where the first one was sadly lying on the tiles, gave each piece a bit of a chew, then promptly spat them out. I don’t think I like tortillas too much. Mom cleaned up the gooey, pasty, mess, scolding the whole time.
Time for a siesta! Ole! Woof! Love, Maggie