Well, I determined that Jon was sleeping too soundly last night and barked until he woke up to let me go out. While he was waiting on me, apparently he turned on SNL, and here’s what I saw when I got back in the house:
How To Sign Up For Obamacare (Kathleen Sebelius… by IdolxMuzic
I’m starting to think that this ObamaCare thing isn’t going away for a while.
Yesterday, Nancy had to go to Boston for a class, and I bugged Jon to take me along.
As you may-or-may-not know, all us Doodles LOVE A CAR RIDE!
So, after dropping “The Boss” off, Jon and I parked the car and I rode in my first elevator (wow… an interesting experience…), we headed over to the Boston Public Gardens.
The flowers were still in bloom:
You could tell that the Red Sox are in the World Series; a lot of people wore BoSox caps and sweatshirts. Even the statue of George Washington was suitably attired.
We ended up walking over most of Back Bay, stopping at The Wired Puppy (http://www.wiredpuppy.com/) for a muffin. I almost got into a fight with another dog, but Jon pulled me away. In respective, I probably ought to thank Jon… the other dog was a pretty mean-looking dude. Anyway, we went outside, where I ensured that any crumbs falling to the ground were gobbled up before the birds could get to them.
A great day to be a dog!
“A note from Max”
I ‘spose that I ought to address the fact that there are other members of the household besides Jon and Nancy. To wit, there are three residents that sometimes provide me with entertainment, but mostly are just hair-dropping fleabags otherwise known as “cats”.
[There’s also Milo, my fellow canine compatriot, but I’ll discuss him on another post. He’s cool.]
The oldest cat is Ben, the Tiger Tabby. He’s the Killer in the bunch, and periodically brings whole or partially-consumed animal parts back to the house for praise and inspection. I like to chase him. He used to be Big Man on Campus. Until Me-Mo showed up.
You can tell from his picture that he’s a BAD-ASSED-KITTY. He actually has what Jon calls a “hiss from Hell”, and scares the bejeebers out of me. It’s my opinion that he’s sold his soul to the Devil.
Z-Cat, on the other hand, is generally the most easy-going of the trio.
I have, however, found him engaged in donnybrooks with the other felines. If I can get the jump on him he startles and “the chase is ON!”
Bottom Line? I don’t know why Jon insists on having cats around. I’m beginning to believe that he’s got some dark, disturbing elements of his personality. Having cats around just isn’t natural.