Hi, everybody ... it's me, Tucker! So last night, Mom came home early from work because they were predicting really bad weather here in Tampa - lots of rain, and possibility of large hail and even tornados! As someone who's seen the Wizard of Oz a bunch of times, I have a real fear of tornados. Oz might be pretty, but that witch is mean! (For the record, the only thing that happened was that it did rain hard enough to knock our DirecTV out for about an hour, but there wasn't anything good on anyway, so that was ok.)
It also rained steadily throughout the night, just the kind of rain that makes really good sleeping weather. And that was a good thing, because today is a workday, which I was all ready for. I had my plan all laid out. A little filing, a little schmoozing with the UPS and Fed Ex guys and the postman, maybe a short walk around the parking lot around lunchtime, a few naps thrown in. You know, the usual.
Well ... you know what they say about the best laid plans. I got to work this morning, and all was going well, and then Aunt M.'s bulldog puppy showed up. Now, she is very cute, and Mom sure likes her a lot, but I am not all that impressed. She is three times my size and weight, and she is always trying to chew on my legs. Which, you may have noticed, don't have that much meat on them, and well, I just don't like it. She is staying for the morning which means that if I want my poor little legs (Mom calls them my toothpicks) to remain unmolested, I have to get off the floor. So Mom got a fluffy blankie and a little travel pillow out of the car and rigged me up a nice bed on one side of her desk. It's actually pretty comfy ...
|Still ... I wonder how long I have to stay up here?|
|And here's the perpetrator ... don't let that sweet and innocent look fool you! If I got down on the floor she would make chew toys of my legs in three seconds!|