I know — Today is not Tuesday. It’s Wednesday. But Mom took my picture on Tuesday, so that should count for something! I think I look adorable by the tulips at the park. Mom said it was lucky we took the picture BEFORE I walked around in the mud. All the tulips in the world wouldn’t make me look cute after that!
I thought it was lucky that we went to the park at all. Mom has been busy working hard on one of her stories. She went to a writing conference and then met with her critique partner, so she has a lot to think about. Sometimes she ignores me because of too much thinking. Then, I get bored. I can make her stop thinking when I bark out the window at the dog across the street, and she has to stop thinking when I fall asleep on the remote control and TV channels start changing themselves. She says, “Can’t you be good?” and “I’m trying to revise, here.”
When she says that, I run to the cookie jar and wait for a treat. I don’t know what revising means, but in case it means a MilkBone, I want to be ready.