The Island started off cool today, but quickly warmed to a beautiful 66 degrees, which I admit actually felt a little warm for playing with my boxy gal Mia. The entire Island continues to turn green with this increase in temperature and I think my hopes for the return of the white fluffy stuff must wait for another season on the Island and the time when my Papa returns. In the meantime, I hope to enjoy nice tours with the Captain in comfortable temperatures.
While I admit that my duties on the Island are many and that I accept my bone chewing, couch laying, and Captain guarding duties with gusto, I have never fully accepted the duty of "clean up" placed upon me. I love to lay in the kitchen while Captain cooks, don't get me wrong, but I prefer it when she feeds me with her paws as opposed to reducing me to a four legged fool that licks food from the floor. Not that she is not a great housekeeper and that the floor is clean, but why should I help when she is doing such a good job? That said, tonight she lad a luscious dinner with brown colored pasta and my Papa's red sauce with the sausage in it. She dropped a plop of that sauce on the floor and I was there and cleaned ever last drop up. Maybe if she stopped dropping green leaves and started dropping red sauce more, I would help out a little more. Now if only she would drop some of that wine to go with it.
No comments:
Post a Comment