When we got back from our walk, the Captain ran that purple colored noise maker that sucks up the dirt and my fur. When she got to the first floor she did the oddest thing. After she cleaned my metal house, she started ripping it apart! I got so worried and ran around in circles. She even rolled up the rug from under it and cleaned the floor. I just sat on the stairs watching her in amazement and confusion. Then, she drug my big overstuffed bed to the same spot and put a bunch of my toys on it. I went running from one bed to another and up and down the stairs pouncing on my big bed and even did the Crazy boy dance on the rug. I haven't done crazy boy since my Papa left because it is really a dance he and I do together mostly.


The rest of the day, I moved from bed to bed, and bed to the nice cool floor that surrounds my bed where the metal house used to sit. I was so worn out I couldn't even play with my football when the Colts played and WON the AFC championship. The Captain was happy and since she still didn't feel well, she went out and got one of those rectangular things for dinner that smell like cheese and goodness. I think her's was the kind my Papa doesn't like because the crust looked brown, but she sure enjoyed it with her hot drink and bowl of green stuff. Now we are going to bed early. I am still soo tired I don't even care, I am falling asleep again as I type even.
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