Yesterday I did something with mom I hadn't heard of before. It’s kind of like doing zoomies but you go in more of a long straight line and you don’t go as fast as you can. Instead you go sort-of slow so you can just keep going and going and going. The strangest thing is that if you smell something interesting you don’t get to stop to investigate you JUST KEEP GOING. Mom calls this jogging.
Jogging requires special equipment called sneakers.
These are my mom’s sneakers.
Jogging requires special equipment called sneakers.
These are my mom’s sneakers.
I’m not even a little bit sleepy. Really I’m just going to snuggly my bear for a few seconds, and rest my eyes a little bit.
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I checked in the Tub
He is a fancy pants and gets to eat on the table.
He is all grumpy because his favorite human (he calls them slaves) is gone for a whole month, and slave number two likes me better. He will get over it. As you can imagine by the time I got home on Saturday I was pooped out! We slept in till 10 am on Sunday and after I woke up I went straight into a nap. When mom isn’t in bed I like to sleep in her spot to keep it warm for her.