How Can You Take This Seriously?

This is Loki doing a playbow. How can you possibly take THAT seriously?

He runs out into the yard and pretends he's digging up something interesting, just to get us to come see. Then he either attacks us, or he runs away, thinking that we'll chase him, which we usually don't. If that doesn't work, he'll pretend that he found the most tastiest stick, and run around with it. He just begs to be walloped.

I tried to wallop him today, but the human woman got mad at me. Seems she didn't appreciate my grabbing him by the neck and swinging him. He didn't seem to mind at the time, so I figured it was all in good fun, but the human woman thought otherwise. She yelled at me, especially after he screamed like a little girl. Of course he ran to her and played hurt and all, and she cuddled him like the baby he is. Wussie.

With the human man getting up very early to go to a class, our eating schedule is totally hosed. Normally we eat at 5, noon, and 6pm. This week we've eaten at 4, noon, and 6pm which is utterly ridiculous to be expected to go a whole 8 hours without food! So, we demanded lunch early, then dinner early, then starved at night until tonight... we DEMANDED a second dinner at our normal time, and got it! Of course it was just dry kibble, no warm tasty gravy water or scoop of canned goodies, just dry, dry, kibble. The horror.

So, in a nutshell: human woman yelled at me, Loki is a wuss, dry kibble.

Meeshka
(not gonna take this abuse much longer)