It’s too bad dogs aren’t allow in the courtyard below. Then I’d have something worth watching from my box seat. Humans having BBQs is getting old.
This is gonna sUUuuck!
It looks like I’m doomed. Why does a day at the beach always mean a bath for me the next day? Why, huh? WHY?! Something tells me this is not an April Fools’ Day joke.
It wasn’t a joke.
Stupid bath.
taking a break…
After my 10th nap of the day, I decided to come out and check out what was going on in the living room. Feeling somewhat non-committed to my break, I thought this would be the perfect spot to hang out. Halfway in and halfway out is just the right distance from my bed for an easy return to bed for nap #11.
And now for a public service announcement…
I don’t think Bossman appreciated my comments. I had to cut it short when he yelled at me.
my bad…
I don’t know what I ate last night but I had the squirts all morning. I had to wake up The Girl every two hours starting at 4 am until 9 am. I’m feeling a little better now but it’s almost 10:00 and I’m wondering if it will kick in again. The Girl may be a little grumpy today.
relief
This is one of my usual pee spots. On Saturday, I had to be walked 6 times. Thankfully I’m feeling much better now.
Oh no…baseball’s back.
Today is opening day at the stadium across the way. That means lots of dodging of legs in the afternoons again. Maybe someone will drop a hot dog or two in my direction.
By the way, this is me with Willie Mays, Jr…just in case you didn’t recognize him or the statue.
There he goes again…
I can’t seem to keep up with Walter. He’s always up and movin’ while I’m trying to sleep. Maybe I need to start working out.
my favorite step
At the old house, my favorite napping spot was the first step. Ah…doesn’t it look comfy?! Somehow The Girl snuck this shot from under the coffee table. Sneaky.