while my parents are on vacation i’m staying downtown living the life as a bachelor. and let me tell you, it’s exhausting!
shortly after i arrived, i hit the town for about an hour to mark my spot(s), pick up on new scents, and bark at anyone that looked suspicious. except for the seven year old girl, i barked at her because she didn’t have a treat in hand.
i slept for a few hours but couldn’t hold in the excitment any longer; i had to get up and pick out the perfect outfit. and by that i mean rip out all of the dirty laundry in the place because let’s face it, that’s the best kind of outfit (the one that’s already worn). after splaying the clothes out, i ripped apart my roommates bed, that he so kindly offered to me. i didn’t ruin the bed, i just tossed the cushion up into the air a couple of times to fluff it up before pouncing on it from the opposite side of the room. man does that thing pick up speed!
speaking of roommate, for a bachelor he sure does lounge around a lot. and worry. and he doesn’t have the best manners either. after stepping out briefly to get some fresh air, i returned to a pile of crap on the carpet. well, hello to you too! and then this morning after we ate breakfast, he barfed. all over the place. relax man, i promise i won’t eat your kibble.
today on the agenda i’m planning on taking a nap, checking out the neighborhood on lunch for some
babes bones and then sleeping until it’s time to hit the town for the zombie mob. i’m still unsure if that’s my scene but hey, it’s a friday night and i’m going to live it up!”