Saturday, August 19, 2006
The Inner Life of Pets
(A Special Post for SundayScribblings)
"What? You are waking me up to do what? To put me in your stupid blog?"
"Well, Mr Photojournalist, I have a better
"In case I don't have your full attention, I believe this is your toe that I am macking into!!!"
Photojournalist: "OUCH!!! Knock that sh-- off!!!"
"OK, here is how it works. I get what I want. Once that happens, I will consider giving you what you want....capeche?"
"...And what I want right now is some lovin!!!! Bring it on, big boy!!! You've been holding out on me all week. 'I'm tired. I had a tough day at work.' Blah.. blah..blah.. blah..blah! Well, you weren't too tired to go to the driving range....or play softball....or stop and have a drink with your friends!!! It's makeup time and I want it.......NOW!!!!"
"OK...that was nice! Thank you. If you don't mind, I think that I need to go clean up now."
"There's nothing like a warm bath after a good rolling around with my friend"
"Gotta make sure that I get my back......'singin in the rain..I'm just singin in the rain..'"
"Gotta get this part too.....hey! Hey!!! Put that camera down!!! What are you some kind of weirdo!! You better not be taking a picture of this! A girl needs her privacy!!! I swear, if you put this on the internet, the next time you put me on your lap, I'll be doing a little extra KNEADING and you'll be Pleading and Bleeding, you pervert!!!"
"How does my makeup look? How many times have I told you? We have to change the light in this bathroom. It's just not flattering."
"OK...I'm done with you. I have to get to work. Make sure there is food in the dish when I get home........now, where's that bluejay?"
Editors note: we would like to thank the queen for making herself available so that we could bring you a day in the life of a royal.