It is now March 2, 2006 and no shoes. I don't think my human cares about me. If she did, she would get my shoes so I could go walking. Moving on to more pressing issues and I mean pressing......
My human has cleaned my playground. I'm so angry I have smoke coming out my blonde floppy ears. She raked 20 bags of leaves and branches and sticks and yes even twigs off the ground. What am I suppose to chew on? She didn't even leave one lousy twig behind. That *%$#@! She's going to regret it when I start chewing on the deck or gutters!! Hmmm, the deck sounds like a nice place to start (metal is so hard on the teeth). I'll upload a picture tomorrow to show you all, my playground is clean. Did I mention I hate the word "CLEAN"?
On the brighter side, spring is almost here. Why do I think that spring is here? Cottontails, more specifically RABBITS, have moved into my neighborhood. That's right! This is no Mr. Roger's neighborhood. This hood is the type where you roll up your windows, lock your doors, make no eye contact, and roll thru your stop type of hood. Rabbits are not safe in Sir Charles' Hood. I repeat....You rabbits are not safe in my Hood!
Yesterday, I spotted a mother rabbit(and all her babies) livin under my humans houseboat. I let her know whose yard this is. She was not happy. I stalked mama rabbit and then chased her away from safety. She thought she had me by exiting out her backdoor. I was slow this time, but only once...Only once. It's fun to torment whittle rabbits! My human has no sense of humor.. She yelled at me and even chased me with a big ol' rake. A rake!!!Can you believe that? She told me that I better leave that rabbit and any other animal alone. Who does she think she is? This is my yard and I will defend it against all outside intruders including but not limiting to the following: squirrels, rabbits, skunks, opossums, turtles, cats (domestic or not), SBC men. This is my final warning...BEWARE
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