I slept quite comfortably in the old rocking chair last night. I needed some good rest because today was a very busy day for me. From my window perch, I supervised the neighbor children riding their bikes. I tried to keep up with the RC car a boy was racing around the street. I watched Lay-dee accomplish quite a lot in the yard. I also saw Big Daddy walk in and out of the garage quite a few times. I never did actually see him accomplish anything though.
Lay-dee caught me trying to eat packing tape off of a box today. She was very judgy and said she was "disappointed" in me.
WHAT-ever. I think Lay-dee needs to actually taste packing tape before she denies me my favorite guilty pleasure. I know she'd change her mind.
I was sleeping contentedly under the Bob the Builder blanket this afternoon when Lay-dee threw the blanket back and picked me up. She had Big Daddy take our picture and then she shoved me into my travel case and put me in the car. As Big Daddy started the car, Lay-dee told him to play some piano music for me. Lay-dee said the piano music might calm me down for my car ride.
Big Daddy pulled out of the driveway and told me that it was all going to be ok because he was taking me back to my Maddie. I was happy I would see Maddie but was not happy about the required car ride to make that happen. And so I let out a howl that resonated a bit more with thrash metal than it did with Lay-dee's suggested piano music.
Lay-dee, you don't know me at all, do you?