Thursday, January 19, 2012

Remember the Zagnut candy bar?

CharlieGodammit got up from his post in front of the door where he guards me from Feds and Mormons and Evil Cats and slunk past, eyes avoiding me and trying not to be noticed as he headed towards the back door.
I waited for a minute for noises but it seemed to be awfully quiet. I mean, that damned dog is always into something and he's usually not too subtle about it. No noise this time though, so it looks like I'll have to get up from my Camouflage Bass Pro Easy Chair and investigate whatever mischief he might be into. Then I heard his rabies tag tink-tink against the catbox.
Ah. Snack time. Back to my book......