Connie's Corner

The Queen Calls

My Mopsy can be such a pook when she wants something...like getting me up in the morning. Pook is what I call her when she's being obnoxious. I don't think it's a real word but that's what comes out of my mouth.

This morning she did her very best to get me up at 4:05, uh uh. She kept prancing back and forth across the bed, breathing in my face, patting me on the cheek with her paw. When I did get up at 7 the bedroom blinds hung all lopsided, the sewing machine cover was in the floor, her toy mouse was on top of my dresser, and the kitchen tablecloth was almost pulled off (with the water-filled glass vase of flowers). Whew that was a close one. All this because her food bowl was completely empty, something that usually does not happen. I'm talking about the one with the dry food. That's her sustenance for the wee hours. She eats canned food during the day. I guess I forgot to fill her dry food bowl before bed, little twerp. My bad.

until next time...c