Dumb

So, the lady interrupted my grooming yesterday to show me that there was a squirrel in the backyard.  Big whoop.  And for some reason, she thought there was a connection to Kristin, seeing this squirrel chomp on a nut at the tree.  Sheesh.  Anyway, I was nice, I indulged her by seeming a little more curious than I was.  Until she brought out the camera.  Paparazzi!

Pushover

This morning I’ve already convinced the lady to open up the computer room for my exploration.  I overheard her telling Kristin she was saving it as a mystery.  Hah!  Not only that, but I got her to open up the hall closet door.  Soon there will be nothing I cannot get her to do.

Crying for Kristin

Between the leavetaking, the 50 mile per hour winds (yikes), and it being garbage pickup day too (such a noisy night and morning), it was a rough first night with the lady.  She really misses you!