Let’s see, now . . . . I must be late for a nap, because I think I’ve been awake for 27 minutes and 8 seconds already! That’s right — I first woke when I heard the can-opener. It took my stupid owner at least 44 seconds to get those sautéed bits of chopped fish-heads into my special polka-dotted ‘Leo’ ceramic dish with the no-slip rubber base. (You’d think the guy was paid by the hour!)
Five seconds more to finish up every last morsel, then a few more to splash my water dish across the kitchen hardwood. Luckily, that big sunbeam returned to the living room couch just in time for me to rest and recharge my batteries for my next activity.
Eleven minutes worth of furiously staring down birds and squirrels in the yard next door, then a quick trip to befoul the litter box. I sucked up over 7 minutes getting scratches on my head, ears and cheeks, while being showered with praise for my good behavior (i.e. not dropping my load right on the hall carpet, like last time).
Hope they don’t check the ragged hems of the dining room drapes anytime soon.
Harass the dog for another five and a half minutes, and I’m just about wiped out . . . hmmm, what’s on the agenda for tomorrow?