A day in the life of ..... Merlin
Hello all! You would not believe how busy I was today. Yes, I had a full poodie day keeping up with everything while my Mom was at "work". I still don't see why she has to go to this place, but she goes, so there must be some strange 'bean reason that is unfathomable to poodies. But, I digress.
I woke up early and snuggled up against Mom's head by her pillow. Then I moved to lay by her back, then her head again, and then I decided to look out the window. About this time, Mom got up and I followed her to the batroom where she gets ready-she always needs my help in here with her hair. However, I refuse to help her brush her teeth. Mom skipped coffee this morning, and left grumpy because she didn't get her 'affeine, whatever that is. So, I took a nap, on my back, which is my favorite way to lay on the tile to cool off. See, don't I look happy?
Unfortunately, the nap did not last long since Kinsey invited her friends over and they always like to play "pet the poodie"-quite often I have to remind them who is boss and swipe at them with my paw, which always gets a good reaction and quite a bit of light screaming. I am a good sized poodie after all. Notice, my waking face at the commotion and noise of the visiting guests.
Well, by this time I was ready to go and find something else to do. Mom was not home yet, and I was bored and did not have any inviting laps to sit on. Plus, the door was not open so I could look out the screen and say hello to all the 'eightberts walking past. It is very nice. Sometimes the 'beans will even say hello and stop and talk to me on their way to their homes. They know my name and I always tell them "reow"-hello in poodie language. There is one 'bean that even tries to talk back to me in poodie language. Of course he doesn't have the accent right, but he really tries, so I ALWAYS talk to him.
So no open door, no Mom, no decent things to get into--wait, what is this???? I see it. Yes, THAT looks interesting. I run and get Ko Ko, and we promptly get to checking this wonderful new toy with lots of little pieces out. Little did we know, it was Kinsey's doll stuff. I don't think dolls should have their own stuff that poodies can't share. They can't even talk. They just SIT there and STARE. They don't even smell right. But did that stop us from getting into trouble....? No, it did not. So that is how I ended my day. In trouble until my Mom got home and I could get snuggles. Then everything was okay again. Mom loves her little/big poodie Merlin so much, she squeezes me every chance she gets.