Hi there. I have a lot of extra stuff that someone could really use. I collected all of it and now I'm helping my people by selling it! What a generous idea! I wonder what price I should ask?
It's the Monsoon Season in the Sonoran. There are many random storms that come out of nowhere and populate the desert skies. But all of the sudden, they're gone again. They've drifted on. While they are here, they can dump a lot of rain quickly! I don't think it does much good.
There were explosions in the air last night. They came all at once and then they ended all at once. I thought they were coming into my bedroom so I told me people about it...a lot. My people took me out to see them. I was ok as long as they held me, but I was scared. I tried to look brave like them. I got to sleep in their bed! if it wasn't so scary, I'd see if I could get the noises to happen more often...so i could sleep in their bed.
Ok, when it's this hot at my house, what do you think I'm going to do? Play? Ask to play outside? Bug my people to take me on a walk? Well I have more sense than that. They can spend their time trying to fry eggs on the patio in the sun. (So silly!) I can get through it beautifully. I just go to sleep under the bed and when I walk up it's time for dinner and my cookies, right?
This is what I look like for half an hour after I have to go see the people with the table and combs. I like to see them at first, but then they spend a lot of time and soap and brushes on me. I get to have cookies so it's ok, I guess. I still can't understand why my people get so oooie and awwwie when they see me this way. I have them fooled though. I'm acting like I'm not thinking about anything, but when I get home, I'm going to find some rabbit poop in the yard and eat it!
Hi there. I'm talking from under their bed today. That's my safe place. It's where I keep my REALLY secret stash. I have them fooled. I play with my toys on top of the bed. But then I sneak down under the bed to play with my best stuff. Socks that have been worn. Bits of leaves that I sneak in. Sometimes underwear. I even got a nightgown. Funny how my stash always disappears. That's why I have to go get more all the time. but I really have them fooled. That's the best part.
The walking birds are rude. When I'm in my yard, or in my house in the morning, the walking birds come into my yard uninvited. I have to watch them from the background. My people won't let me escort them away personally, so I ask them to leave from a distance. They should have the manners to request a visit before dropping in. They snoop all over my lawn and even on my patio. Then, they sit on the wall or walk around the yard on the wall and yell to each other. Maybe that's why they don't listen to me, they are too busy yelling at each other. They bring their kids with time too.
Hi there. I put out all of my toys so you could see them. Most of them are fuzzy like me. But they are also like the bedding and the furniture and the pillows too. sometimes it's hard to know what's a toy and what is people clothing. But I think I'm getting it figured out, so now I get to play with my toys alone in rooms with no supervision. I like to kill my toys over and over again. I shake them to death and eat their hears off (sometimes.) I can usually get my people to shake them with me. I like to have the last shake because I want the carcass for myself. I'm smart that way.
Every single day, my friend comes to visit me. He brings his string and bamboo stick and gives them to my people to hold. He attaches his head to the other end and then, he flies through the air or races along the grass and dares me to chase him. This is great happiness to me. I could do this all day if he wanted to. I guess he could stay over night and we could start again in the early morning. We could stop for eating and drinking and cookies. But, after about an hour, he has to go home. He leaves through the front door and I don't know where he lives, but I usually know when he's coming. I wait by the front door when it's about time for him to come. I hope the coyotes don't get him!
I live in the Sonoran Desert. so that means I go out with my people on desert walks. We are very careful. We go early before it's too hot. So we get up at 4 a.m. or something. We carry water, food, toys, cookies, first aid, poop bags, cookies, a sun coat for me, my pretty pink harness, my purple leash, and cookies.
We watch for snakes, coyotes, bugs, scorpions, javelinas, mountain lions, bobcats, vultures, eagles, hawks, and running out of cookies.
I stopped in front of this really big rock. I like rocks, but I can't get this one into my mouth so I'll just stand here and wait. I think this rock rolled down from a really big hill, and it stopped right in front of the path.
But anyway, that's what I do on desert walks.
Hi there. I'm talking to you! I'm lounging here, thinking up what I ned to tell you. When I do, I'll need your attention right away and I'll have quite a lot to say.