Hey, It’s Jet Here.
When Mom gets home from working at the Farmers Market, we keep her company while she unloads the car. JJ and I then hang out in the kitchen as Mom puts things away and piles the dirty items in the sink. Since the clock ticks way past noon, Mom prepares a late lunch and savors the ability to sit down after 5+ hours on her feet. We accompany her under the table. After cleaning dishes and her work items, we gear up for a quick tank emptying and then…. it’s Siesta time!
I usually snuggle with Mom for a bit, and depending on lots of stuff, I may move around the room. Yesterday, JJ and I napped the whole time on Mom’s bed. The only bad part – JJ continued to CHEW Mom’s wool blanket, hidden underneath her comforter. Mom was NOT amused. She scolded JJ and asked her, “Would you chew a sheep?” No response from the Chewminator. We woke up refreshed and ready for the balance of the day.
I tried very hard to extend my walking time last night. As we turned the corner towards my friend, Dixie’s house, I saw the silhouette of a beautiful girl, heritage undetermined due to lack of light. I pulled and barked so loud that – Jet, look away from the post for a moment. Why, Mom? Because I asked you to, Jetty. Ok Mom. He barked so loud and for the length of about 3 houses that he covered the sounds of the pops going on in the neighborhood. Ok, back to you my boy! Thanks Mom! I couldn’t catch up to her, so I returned to my evening constitutional. We completed our typical morning rectangular route and Mom acted very happy when we unleashed in the garage. She looked at JJ and me and said those delicious words, “I’ve got a special treat for you.” My tail did the happy wag when she pulls the bag of frozen meaty bones out of the freezer.
As chief of the fur family members I rightly get the biggest bone. JJ, Miss Chewminator, loves bones as much as I do. We go to our respective special spots and start chomping. I worked on my bone for almost four hours. Mom threw it away because I cracked it into sharp edges. JJ eats her bones in a more lady-like style. We went out to empty tanks before bed and kept Mom company as she and the felines did their nighttime rituals.
Meaty bones and naps, Sunday bliss!
Another great (Sun)day.