I know, it's supposed to be wordless Wednesday...BUT I have many words and many many thoughts.
First of all, the noisy strangers. You know momma has been allowing strangers in our home, and they are noisy messy, dusty, and all around unwelcomed by me. They all need to go home and stay out of MY house.
Second. Changes. What the hey momma. Every time I turn around you are changing something. Really? I am all about new dog beds, but you even let Cosmo come live here. I have to be honest. At first, I was not really thrilled with this. You are MY person. Sharing you is not my preferred status.
But, I must say, so far the interloper has been a hoot to watch. He is food and toy obsessed, he blitzes like the wind, he is fixated on momma -too bad for him- because she is mine and while I share, I am not giving her up. And then there is that whole sneezing thing, Cosmo freaks out when momma sneezes. He literally freaks out and has to sniff her up and make sure she is OK.
Hellooooo boy, momma is the poster momma of allergies. She will sneeze 100 times a day because of dust [strangers in my house are making dust like it is their job....I am just saying they NEED to leave] she will sneeze at everything and anything. Get used to it. "Lergies" is her middle name.
Ehmm Cosmo, jumping in momma's lap is admirable, but there is a time and a place. The bathroom should be off limit. [Yea, if you are reading this, the imagery is 'nuff to make you swear off of Bichons]
Cosmo, We have noticed that yesterday you did not suckle the duckie once. In fact... I moved it for you and you still have not noticed. But we did notice that you found Max's toy and that you have been hiding it in various places. You are still not quite secure enough to want to play in the back yard. But that too shall come.
Now listen boy. Tomorrow JD is having cataract surgery. The hoomans round here are on pins and needles. Momma will be weepy and hysterical by morning and impossible to calm down. When the woman gets started she leaks like a drippy faucet. Back off, let a pro deal with her, It is my hugs and kisses that work to calm her down. Have you noticed she keeps kissing JD on the head and telling him it will be all ok? Yea, that's hooman self soothing. It really does not work. There will be pacing, hand wringing, phone calls, more weeping and until JD is back home and sleeping, our world will be in flux. So... having warned you, you need to understand that they cope better with stuff being done to them rather than having stuff done to us.
Oh yes, Cosmo, no FREE SNIFFIES. Not yet boy. On my time table not yours. And why are you obsessed with wearing your TBFR collar? I had one, I still have it.... in the armoire. If I am going to wear a collar it better be my Coach collar!
Oh, before I forget, Cosmo, the Wendy wants you to know; SHE IS WATCHING YOU!
And I want you to know... I AM WATCHING YOU!
And what is this offering up the belly thing you have been doing??? Kind of forward of you this early, no?
Just remember, I am the alpha dog in this here pack.
[JD and Wendy are laughing and snickering at that statement]