Thursday, September 13, 2007

Has He Lost His Mind ?!?!?

This morning started out just like any other morning. Dad got up first and went for a shower. I got up and wandered around the house woo-wooing to try and get him to hurry up in the shower so he could take me out and feed me. After what seemed like furever, he finally was finished. Mom got up and took her shower while Dad was getting dressed and I continued to woo-woo at him. He finally took me, Sky and the Annoying One outside. Then we got our breakfast (I got my normal 1 cup of Canidae and 1/2 teaspoon of peanut butter mixed with pills). Just as I was finished eating, Mom was finished in the throne-room (the humans call it the bedroom because their bed is there, but as far as I'm concerned, its the throne-room because I am the queen) which meant she would be vacating and I would get to go lay on my throne for the rest of the day. Dad got the little biped out of bed, took her to the potty and dressed her. All the humans left, but they forgot to take the Annoying One to his crate!

Dad was gone about 15 minutes and then he returned. Oh, good - he remembered!!! Dad sat down with the paper and his coffee. We were all very confused by this sudden change in routine. After a while, he took the Annoying One downstairs for crate-time. Ahhhh - it seemed to be back to normal. I figured Dad would be getting his coffee and lunch and heading out the door, but instead he brought Sky to the throne-room and closed the door. I just sat there stunned with a look on my face to express:


After twenty minutes or so, he left and we were stuck in this situation. I was so upset by this. Several hours went by, then Dama (Mom's Mom) showed up. She was there a few minutes before some humans who smelled like strangers got to the house. They made a lot of noise for a few minutes. The two strangers left and Dama came back and opened the door to the throne-room. Well, we both had to go investigate the smells. Lo and behold, there was a new piece of furniture in the dining room.

After that, the day progressed like normal for a while. Dad and the little biped came home. Mom got home shortly after. Then Grandma and Pop-pop (Dad's parents) came to visit. Everyone was going out to dinner because it's Pop-pop's birthday. Mom told them the story about what happened with the furniture delivery, so I got to hear first hand what occurred. They apparently were supposed to deliver between 8 and 9 am, but the truck broke down and they were running late. Dad couldn't wait until they would get here several hours later, so he left for work. He had put Sky in the throne-room so that Sky wouldn't be tempted to run out the front door, and that's where he stayed until after the delivery men were gone. So, maybe Dad hasn't lost his mind - although Mom often seems to think so...
Woo-woo, Kelsey Ann
Happy birthday Pop-pop!!

13 woo woos:

Bama said...

Don't bother trying to figure out the humans, what's the point? They're humans! By definition they don't make sense. We're sorry your queenly routine was disputed though, we HATE it when that happens.
Bama & the RHP

Katherine and Pippa, said...

It looks a very nice piece of furniture although not much use for dogs as there doesn't seem to be anywhere to lie.

Still, if it keeps them happy.

And hope they had a good birthday dinner party.

Pippa xx

Pacco de Mongrel said...

happy birthday 2 d grandpapa

Michael said...

At first I thought maybe Canyon had separation anxiety and your dad was training with him to relax about the getting ready to leave routine. I guess it is on my mind because of Blue. New furniture is much better than a freaked out Huskador! Happy birthday Pop-pop!

MaPaw said...

Sorry, that was me, not Papa.

-- The Mullin Clan's Mommy -- said...

Nice furniture - but can't be used by us Sibes. Can't sit on it. Broken glass would be awfully messy. I'm glad yur eye is better, Kelsey Ann.

The Husky in the Window said...

Well that was interesting. I guess for his safety it was necessary, but they could have explained it to you. After all, as the Queen, you are supposed to know what is going on.
The new furniture is beautiful.
Husky Hugs, MayaMarie

Sitka and Tia's BLAWG! said...

I m ust agree.. beautiful furniture.. but what is it good for? I am sure they don't use it for the real reason it was made - to store your food!!!

Steve, Kat, & Wilbur said...

That furniture looks like it's very breakable. If you run into it during a major wrestling session, will it hold up? Your parents probably should have taken you to the store so you could try out several pieces first.


The Daily Echo said...

Woo.....Kat has a great point. They should let us "working" dogs come into the furniture store to test the furniture. When Mom and Dad were looking at new sofas (which they finally bought by the way) they wanted to bring us for a major play session after the store closed so they could see which sofas survived. Happy Birthday Pop Pop! Ummm...will there be CAKE??

Holly said...

Ah, something else to chew on, or break. Why do humans think they need pretty stuff when they have us?


Tasha & Eva said...

It is always very confusing when our routines are changed. Glad everything worked out OK. Sorry to hear about the food fight. Hope your eye is all better now. We really liked the video about the dogs of 9-11. Belly Rubs, Tasha & Eva.

Amici said...

I think they were just trying to keep you on your toes. :)

It must have been nice to not be stuck in the kennel.

Did you two get along in the throne room?