What am I doing?
I am singing the blues.
Why? I am shocked AND appalled. And then just mad. I saw my ma ape with a bag. And I love her bag because I love to sleep in luggage. Especially if it is filled with dirty clothes. But then I found out. She is going here:
Yes, California. She is flying all the way across the country without ME. I promised to pack light, needing only my bikini and my boogie board. But she said. No dogs allowed. She has carefully packed up all of our brekkies and our din dins so the other ape can feed us. She has exercised us and given us attention. But still, why must she abandon us?
So when we went to the field to get some exercise I made sure to wander through all the mud puddles to get good and dirty.
And sissy and I did our best cute faces to keep her here.
Not even an alluring display of my belly, ready for rubbin' could tear her away from her plans.
Will you miss this ma ape?
I am looking westward, pensive. I'd better get some darned good snacks out of this deal. Westward ho.
See you all next week. Unless my ma ape abandons me for sunny So Cal. Sniff. Not that I'm a mama's boy. Sniff.