I'm Bored Again

Ok, so the humans brought Sam upstairs and put him in the computer nook with the human man. Of course they erected all sorta of barriers and gates and anti-husky devices between us and him, so no playing with the spineless wonder for us. We’re actually ignoring him. He gets all that special treatment, so he gets ignored.

The human woman is up here, but a lot of good that does us. She’s not sharing any of her tasty human foods, she’s just sitting at the desk doing something called “paying bills”, and generally, we’re napping as usual. This use to be a fun house. We use to run around and jump on things and jump on the humans, and claw them and get treats, and then go outside and the human woman would watch me beat up on either Sam or Loki (depending on who was the most annoying that day). But now all we do is lay around, nap, eat when its time to eat, go out when its time to go out. Sigh.

Ok, so maybe I want to lay around and nap. Napping is very strenuous, and you have to get a good nap in so you can nap later. Last night I napped all day, so when it was time to go to bed, I wanted to play. For some reason the human man didn’t want to play, he wanted to go to bed. Well, if the humans would simply adjust their silly clocks and learn that night time is for playing and day time is for napping, then we wouldn’t have this communication problem going on. I simply don’t understand why he seemed angry that I was clawing and jumping on him, looking all cute and fluffy of course, and didn’t want to get up, go outside in the cold and watch me run around. I would think they would be grateful for having such a cute fluffy puppy like me and would welcome any opportunity to watch me run around the yard in the cold.

But no, they don’t appreciate my fluffy, or my cuteness, especially at 3 in the morning. I’ll never understand those humans.

Meeshka
(ooh, its time for my afternoon nap)