Daydreaming about my long, lost love...
Hello, Winstonians. Hope everyone is doing well! I just wanted to give a quick update on my most recent shenanigans, as we all know I have been acting out in an attempt to get my pets’ attention. My newest trick is making a break for it every time that front door opens! I stand at the top of the staircase with that I’m-going-to-bolt-if-you-make-one-false-move look, and those predictable pets of mine come charging at me, which in turn, sends me into panic mode. At this point, I realize I am in big trouble, therefore I keep running in an attempt to avoid any consequences involving my bad decisions. Now, I have to tell you, this apartment complex is enormous, which allows me to basically disappear if I want to. However, I’m not really running away; I’m just teaching those little bastards a lesson, despite the colossal amount of trouble I will be in. So, I’m bookin’ it all the way past the tennis courts and through the office, when I suddenly have a Pepé Le Pew moment. The most beautiful little baby Husky caught my eye, and I was immediately drawn to her gorgeous mane. Naturally, I stopped right in my tracks and seductively galloped over to Hussy, the Husky (I’m not sure what her real name is, but I have named her “Hussy” in my head, so let’s just go with that). We began the customary bum-sniffing routine, and I was rounding first base when Pet #2 abruptly snatched me up and away from Hussy. What a buzzkill! Due to my bad behavior, I’ve been banned to my “apartment” within an apartment every time my pets open the front door. Oddly enough, I’m content with the decision because the downtime allows me to relive that moment with Hussy over and over again in my tiny, lima-bean-sized brain. Love is in the air!
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