As I reported yesterday, my ghostwriter had to go to work before she had a chance to write The Daily Bone. She’s been spending a lot of time at work lately, and at such undogly hours: 3-11:30PM! While she’s gone, we have Dad at home to take care of us. No, we don’t spend the whole time whining and howling! Here’s my spy cam documentary.
|Watching the business report.|
|A little quiet playtime.|
|Supper time! Yum!|
|Apparently my feet were dirty, so I got to play in the bathtub.|
|Um Dad, I think I can dry my own feet!|
|Joey is snoring. Heheheh.|
|What's that noisy machine? Looks like an alien from Dr. Who!|
Oh no! All the furniture moved to one side of the room!
Now Dad is just sitting on the steps reading the paper. He says he's waiting for the floor to dry. How did the floor get all wet? I didn't pee on it!
|So when does Mom get home?|