The only good thing to come out of this whole movie night was that the owner and I are on good terms - for now. Mainly because he shared his popcorn with me. I really like popcorn but have a hard time when it gets stuck between my teeth and gums. I've been trying to get a piece out with my tongue for about half an hour now and still can't make any headway. Now that I think about it ... the owner may have planned this out to make my life a living hell... Nah, that would be giving him more mental credit than he deserves. I guess it's just not possible with his IQ of six. Not that he isn't sneaky from time to time. For instance, he knows that I can't resist peanut butter so he sedates me with it whenever company comes over by stuffing it into my chewy bone. I then have no other choice but to try and extract every bit of that heavenly goodness - effectively distracting me from my most important job - crying and scratching on the bedroom door. Man I'm weak - I really disgust myself sometimes! I'm beginning to wonder if therapy is in order. I guess recognizing one has a problem is the first step - right? Anyway, I'm going to try and catch up on some sleep. Have a good morning people!
Friday, April 24, 2009
I can't help it - watched a vampire movie with the owner tonight. The story took place in Alaska and they killed a lot of sled dogs in the beginning which totally freaked me out. I don't ever remember them killing dogs in the older vampire movies. Quite the contrary, they always employed them as hounds of hell - protectors of the coven - hell bent on vengeance against humans. That is the way it should be. I can identify with that. Don't need to suspend disbelief in order to enjoy those flicks. Unfortunately, they don't make them like they use to so now we all have to suffer with this modern day drivel. These kids just don't know anything about making movies these days. Could they at least do a little research for once?