homage to Carrie Bradshaw

(Mom's been watching old Sex & the City episodes. With that in mind.... )

Dog's in the suburbs.

Last night while mom was watching TV, Buddy started doing that weird thing he does to his bones. He drops a bone, rolls onto his back, lays on the bone and with his legs in the air, starts making weird noises. He continued this for a while and I looked at mom and saw she was laughing. I had to ask myself.. Are we just here for her entertainment or is she here for ours?

When she made dinner last night she was playing music and dancing in the kitchen. She sang at the top of her lungs and danced like a fool. Buddy and I just laughed and sat watching her. Then I felt bad that I took such pleasure in her foolishness.
This morning, Mom took us for a long walk. We went early before the heat hit. 30 minutes into the walk, mom noticed we were panting and she made us walk in the street next to the sidewalk. All the water from the sprinklers had settled there and I ran along with my tongue out drinking as I went. Buddy didn't quite get it. He'd walk a few steps and then get back on the sidewalk. Not me. I danced and drank and pounced and splashed. It was delightful! Then I looked up and mom was laughing at me. At first I felt mad and thought about biting her and then it hit me.... it was funny and fun. I was entertaining myself. let her laugh. maybe we are just here to entertain each other. If our house is the circus, I'll take a clown nose.
Sonny.