Let me tell you, being a roving
tattler reporter has its challenges. The second you take a break from your duties, someone whips out a camera to capture your moment of rest. AND TELLS THE WORLD THIS IS ALL YOU DO!
*shakes head* This is simply not true. Why, just the other day, I was counting the bottles in this rack and thought to myself, “Yep. The same number as last week.” Then I wondered, “Wouldn’t counting the empty slots be more revealing?”
So many different angles to work!
But I won’t lie. The job has its perks too. Sometimes, when something good is going on, I, alone, need to be in the forbidden zone, otherwise known as the dining room table because I’m working. I’m
gathering incriminating evidence investigating! Do you think I care that I’m where I’m not supposed to be?
Did you really need to ask?
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In other news, Maxx and Tessa went in for their yearly v-e-t checkups yesterday and both came through with flying colors! In fact, big boy Maxx (sometimes known as Mr. Bubbles, the Drama Cat), who has been on a diet for over a year, has gone from sixteen pounds four ounces to fifteen pounds one ounce. Our v-e-t was very happy about that and we are too. Way to go, Mr. Bubbles!