Greetings friends and fans. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your indefatigable doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel.
My ghostwriter worked this weekend on the 3pm to 11:30pm shift. Usually she likes to work, but as you know, there is that crummy virus thing going around. GW hardly ever takes selfies, but here she is at work in her PPE gear:
Yikes! She looks like an alien!
She said the mask smelled like chemicals and steamed up her glasses. The gown only came in one size: baggy! Needless to say, it was all suffocating and uncomfortable! Her little old people were confined to their rooms, and were getting confused and agitated because of this change in their routine, and because of all the scary aliens running around like crazy. The phone was always ringing from people asking about their loved ones whom they aren't allowed to visit since the nursing home is quarantined right now. (Oh, in case you're wondering, our Oma is doing OK.) When ghostwriter came home last night, she could hardly walk! Today she's a wreck! There was only one thing to do:
Using my super tennis ball of power, I will make ghostwriter sit on the couch and put her feet up.
Yes indeed! This tennis ball has a squeaker inside it, and it's stronger than the average tennis ball. I have not been able to chew off the cover or take the squeaker out of it the whole time it's been in my possession. This hasn't been from lack of trying.
|Hey, what's Dad doing?|
Anyhow, my ghostwriter is still sitting with her feet up. And the tennis ball hasn't escaped my grasp and rolled under the couch, as all tennis balls are apt to do.
The front door and the kitchen window are open because it's actually warm out. I hear birdies, and people out walking, and the garbage truck too. Such distractions!
But I will proceed to ignore them, and keep exuding my inherent cuteness, along with the power of the squeaky tennis ball. What an unbeatable combination!
OK. You can go to the bathroom now GW. But you'd better come right back here and sit with your feet up some more.
I am a mighty little man!