Yesterday, after sleeping late, I pondered
going outside for a bit.
I pondered it for quite some time...
...until I finally made the commitment.
After a quick sniff around I
looked up for signs of Angel.
I haven't seen much of her lately.
After Mom put my collar on and walked
out with me, I went to the sidewalk.
Where I continually turned my face
away from the camera.
Nice Boy came over and we all
watched Doctor Who together.
That was 'lap time' well spent.
After he went home I became annoyed
at the fact that I wasn't getting a nighttime recon.
I didn't care if the sky was still a bit light.
I wanted to go.
Finally Mom gave in.
My recon, however, was highly lacking.
It was barely half a lap around the building
before Mom made me go inside.
Then she and Daddy walked to the store; leaving me home alone.
While they were gone, I saw Uncle outside briefly.
Then he went away too.
When Mom and Daddy came home Uncle was with them.
I guess he tracked their scent to the store.
Well, having more company over meant that
I would continue to NOT get what I wanted.
At some point during the day
Mom and Daddy had put what appeared to be the makings
of a brand new Box of Rebellion on the dining room floor.
I had investigated it earlier and found it acceptable.
At this time, however, things would not look so promising.
Uncle had gone home and I had Mom's attention.
So I stepped confidently into the box and proceeded
to roll over into 'cute mode' to get what I wanted.
That's when the offending box failed me.
I rolled right over the edge as it slid out from under me
making a loud hissing noise.
I had only one response to that sort of behavior!
I quickly retreated to my ACTUAL Box of Rebellion.
At least I knew IT could be trusted!
To my disappointment, however, Mom
did not take me for a nighttime recon.
She instead went into the living room with Daddy,
once again ignoring my needs.
Thinking to try a different box,
I remembered the one in the living room had
my fish toy in it.
I thought, 'surely if I play in that box Mom and
Daddy would be so impressed with my cuteness
that they would finally give me what I wanted'.
Well, I WAS cute.
They DID notice.
But all I got was this lousy photo:
I really need to learn how to read.