Dad was watching basketball last night and all of the sudden, we hear Mom crying. She's watching her favorite show Lost on Tivo and apparently she didn't expect a death of a couple of characters. She wasn't bawling but she did say "Oh No! Why can't it be Kate?" so loud. That's when she came out of the room and explained to Dad what happened. Dad doesn't care. He looked at her like she was batty. I, on the other hand, was curious and followed Mom to the other room. Nothing to see here, no dogs on tv screen, don't understand why she cried. Mom petted me, gave me an ice cube from her glass, and kicked me out of the room. "We'll play later after the show, go bug your Dad" as she shuts the door. And so I did. Dad threw my gorilla toy about 20 times when he says, "enough Sinjin, Daddy wants to watch the game." That's my cue to settle down on my mat and pick a chew from the many bones before me. At about 10pm, we were gonna go for my nightly walk but I was tired. Dad tried to coax me to the door but I just sat there staring. Puppy class and the dog park tired me out.
|Maddie and I had a great time.|