'Rainy days and Mondays always get me down...'OK, so it isn't raining, but it's like a gazillion degrees out. This means, no park and no long walkie because Mom's afraid my brain will melt like Tanner's. I actually think it's because she's too lazy!
Now Monday's are bad to begin with because it means I'm back in my kitchen prison and Mom goes to work, but as far as Monday's go...this was the WORST!!!! For starters guess who DIDN'T come home for lunch? Yep, Mom...which means no walkie and no snackie and no kiss. What's worse is that Mom didn't even send Auntie Yvette over! Can you believe that? So you know what happened? Yup, I peepee'd on the floor! I'm so ashamed...I haven't done that in a while but what choice did I have???
If that's not enough there was a knock on the door. I think it was Mr. Mailman. Suki said Mr. Mailman might be bringing me a special package today. I'm not sure if that is what it was, but by the time Mom finally got home from work the office at our apartment was closed. So I don't know if Mr. Mailman was bringing me Suki's package and now I have to wait until tomorrow to find out. That just make me mad!!!
So as you can see, it was a bad day all around. I think I'll just go and pout for awhile...
* Apologies for the cheesy 70's reference. Gives you an idea of what I'm up against in my choice of music. Oh sure you thought going to The Police concert made Mom all cool, right. Nope, she listens to cheesy 70's music too...also gives you an idea of how old she really is!