Ever since I hurt my back, it has been a snooze fest around my house. I don’t get to do nothing fun. When I am not on extreme crate rest, my mom watches me like a hawk. When I am allowed freedom from my jail, I am forced to stay on the porch and growl from a distance. I tell you, it’s not fun at all.
I have not even had one chance to chase the Evil Front Porch Dweller that likes to be is called Fred. Every time I am released from jail for a potty break, mom again is watching me like a hawk. The Evil One who likes to be called Fred is starting to think that he is ruling the roost. 2 More days Evil One and the BOSS will be back to his normal patrol duties and you will be chased…well, if moms says it’s okay.
I hope y’all made up for my lack of mischief this week!! Happy Monday!
Oh yeah, I am posting this early. Mom is leaving at 5am tomorrow morning with the youth group from church. There are 60 of them heading to Six Flags. She will be home late Tuesday evening and she said that we would be back in full force visiting everybody's blogs on Wednesday! See ya then!!