This is part of a series about Zooma The Wonder Dog. You can find the first post >>>>here.
Yesterday I woke Daddy up even earlier than the other day. He was grumpy but told me it was OK because I’m just a baby and eventually I’ll let him sleep in.
He’s pretty clueless sometimes.
He passed me off to Plaything One and went somewhere he calls “work” or “the job”. Plaything One’s eyes were barely open and he stumbled to the couch to turn on that box with all the noise.
I spent my morning eating anything and everything I could find off the floor and barking at Beast, as I have come to call it. It mainly sits and scowls at me but today it slapped me several times in the head when I chased it in the yard. Beast slips through the opening in the back door while The Humans grumble and say things like “Dang it, cat!”
That’s a funny word.
Caaaat. I don’t like it.
Sounds like a dirty word I shouldn’t say so I don’t think I will.
Today I chased Beast all around the yard and she smacked me a lot.
It was hilarious.
She doesn’t know it but she’s my buddy. I just know she’s going to love me one day.
I slipped through the holes in that big thing with the white poles a lot today.
Every time it happened Mommy said, “Zooma” in the same tone she speaks to Plaything Two when it climbs up on a stool to get down the scissors Mommy keeps “hiding” in the cupboard.
But Mommy can’t reach me because she’s too chunky and old to climb the white thing and there isn’t a door on that side so Plaything One has to climb over and try to catch me while I run and laugh.
On Saturday I slipped the fence several times and decided to head toward that noisy place that Mommy calls a road. She yelled and waved her arms and said something about “no…road…stop…” but I saw a dog over across that noisy place and I knew if I just escape mommy I could find it.
Mommy is no fun. She scooped me up and put something on me she called a harness and said I can’t go outside without it until I’m fat enough not to be able to fit through the fence anymore.
I ran so much on Saturday that I fell over in the middle of the kitchen floor and fell asleep, not even waking up when Plaything One and Plaything Two stomped back and forth with mud all over their feet from digging a huge hole in the side yard.