Woohoo! They're back!

This afternoon, I heard somebody opening the front door. I crawled out from under the bed and meandered downstairs, expecting to be greeted by Sascha again. You can imagine my surprise when I saw my family instead! They didn't abandon me forever after all. In fact, they could hardly keep their hands off of me. I of course had no problem soaking up all the attention, and made sure I let them know how happy I was to see them, too. I can't wait to share all of my stories from the past week with them. Well, maybe I better just keep some of them to myself. ;)

Nothing like a good night's sleep.

I'm feeling particularly well-rested this morning. I attribute this to the fact that I spent last night in the parent's bed. I know I'm not supposed to sleep in the bed, but Dad didn't really tell Sascha very much about what I'm allowed and not allowed to do, so I figured I'd give it a try. I waited until she fell asleep, then carefully climbed into bed and curled up on the pillow next to her. I felt like I was in heaven with the soft pillow under my head and the pillow top mattress gently but firmly supporting every part of my anatomy. I could easily get used to this. I quickly drifted off to sleep and didn't wake up until morning. When I opened my eyes, there was Sascha looking at me, face to face. I flashed my irresistible smile as if to say, "Hey, is this cool if I crash here?" and she smiled back at me, muttering something about me getting away with murder because Dad wasn't here. But she didn't kick me off the bed, so I guess I'll be spending the next couple of nights just like the humans do. Ahh, life is good.

She loves me, she really loves me.

Tonight for dinner, I got a special treat. Sascha ordered a turkey sandwich from Z Pizza. At first, when it arrived, I wasn't really all that excited. I mean, the pizza delivery guy has been here a thousand times before, and he's never brought me anything. Sure, the family gets to eat pizza, but I still get the same dry dog food crap. So I'm sure you can understand how I didn't want to set myself up for disappointment by thinking I was going to get any of it. I feigned disinterest as she carefully unwrapped the sandwich. I tried to control my enthusiasm as I began to salivate, again not wanting to be sorely disappointed for the umpteenth time. But it seems tonight was different. After she unwrapped the sandwich, she set it on the counter and walked into the bathroom. It was for me after all! I sprang into action, grabbing the sandwich and devouring the entire thing in a matter of seconds. It was even more yummy than I had imagined. I let out a small burp and waited to thank Sascha when she returned from the bathroom. When she emerged, I smiled graciously at her as if to say, "I love you. Can I go live with you instead of these culinarily challenged buffoons?" She looked at my smiling face, then the sandwich wrapper, then the empty plate. I'm certain she was thrilled that I enjoyed the meal she bought for me, but she did a remarkable job of concealing the jubilation that must have been welling up inside her. Instead of jumping for joy, she simply shook her head and let me outside. I think the only thing that would have made the meal better is if she had ordered something for herself, too, and then we could have dined together. Oh well, I guess she must be on a diet or something.

A new babysitter

It doesn't look like Mike is going to be feeding me this week. Some new chick showed up tonight and told me she's going to be staying with me for the week. Cool! This is going to be more fun than I thought. My very own personal servant to feed me, pet me, play with me, and attend to my every need 24 hours a day. I think I can get used to this.

She told me her name is Sascha and she's my Dad's friend from work. I must admit that I was a little disappointed to hear that she had to go to work every day instead of hanging out here with me. But I guess I'll survive, since all I normally do during the day is sleep under the bed. I need my beauty sleep, y'know...

Gone on vacation

Well, somebody left today for vacation, but once again, it wasn't me. The whole family took off in a gigantic rolling house thing and left me to guard the castle and fend for myself as usual. They told me they wouldn't be back for a week. A WEEK! What am I supposed to do here by myself for a whole week? This is going to suck. I wonder if that guy Mike is going to come by and feed me like the last time they went away.