Fridays
We keep hearing all this TGIF stuff—-“Oh, it’s so wonderful, it’s Friday!!!!!”
Well, from the perspective of the Nargle, Fridays pretty much suck. Take yesterday, for example…..our parents went to breakfast, we got locked in the Nargle. Dad and our brother ran errands, mom went knitting, stuck were we. Dad came home, let us out, we saw him stash a bundle of goodies in the fridge. He called us in; we expected treats; we got stashed back in the Nargle and he went to the gym. An hour or so later (we think–telling time isn’t one of a dog’s major mental attributes), he came home and let us out.
While we were relieving ourselves from the long confinement, dad retrieved the bundle from the fridge. All we can say is the chickens made out like bandits: lettuce, tomato, Mexican rice, frijoles refritos……We got to split a flour tortilla and a few chips!!!! You’d figure the least they could have done was added a little salsa!!!!
This pretty much happens every Friday so now you know why for we perros piraticus, FRIDAY SUCKS!!!!!!!
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