A quiet day

Not much doing here today.  I helped the FM clean my area today (she's ALWAYS cleaning - I think it's a disease of some sort).  She seems to object to my plan to carpet the floor with biscuit crumbs and drool.  Every day, she disrupts my carefully executed artwork.  Harrumph.  My work is a thousand times more interesting than those stupid orange drapes of Christo's. 

It's sometimes very frustrating to be a foster dog, because nobody is looking out for my interesets, seeking promoters and managers, etc.  I'm sure I could be famous if only the FM woudl devote a little bit of time toward the pubicity end of things.  I can't do it ALL myself1

Then we ran some errands - that's a particularly human thing, I think, all those errands.  Seem rather pointless to me, when we could be home sleeping or snuggling or outside having adventures, but hey, if she wants to take me along to ride shotgun, I'm not going to refuse!   I do enjoy riding in the car, and hope one day soon to get my drivers license and have a car of my own to drive.   That way, when it's raining, we'll have an alternative to Tank's Harley with the sidecar!

I'm also considering some further education.  Twice today, when the FM was reading her book, I crept up and stole it from her.   That's me - stealthy and fast as a lion.  She never even saw me coming.  It turned out to be some sort of dumb novel though.  I was hoping it was a veterinary textbook.  I'd love to learn more about that stuff and maybe be a vet one day! 

Then again, that might be too exhausting, so maybe I'll just keep on my current path - eating (a lot) and sleeping (a lot) and protecting my house and yard from various nefarious nighttime invaders.  Night vision goggles - now that's an idea....off to check the on-line catalogs!

See ya,
Magee