I tell you all, this festival is starting to cramp my style! My walks have been practically non-existant since Mom's been sick and using her energy this week to battle the weeds out in the garden into submission. She says that she's done all she can do for now before the festival gets under way, so I'm hoping that means she'll have the energy to walk me up through the festival tonight. That American Idol show also was more important than my walk, although Mom said she needed to rest. I don't see why it took two hours for them to say that Simon was great and announce the winner. Mom said it was rigged and I hope that means she's done with it all. A puppy has needs, you know!
To top it off, Dad took the afternoon off yesterday and finished fixing up the sidewalk and hauled away the pile of weeds that had been pulled. Then he got home late with our food. I was still happy to see him get home, though and I wagged my little tail when he got in the door.
Finally, as we were all sitting in the living room watching the latest American Idol debacle, I asked for only one thing. I just wanted Dad to rub my belly. Would he do that, though? Noooooooooo! He just kept teasing me. One little belly rub and then he'd quit. That is just not acceptable! I'm going to have to put my paw down on this one. If I can't have decent belly rubs, I just may have to pack up my collars, coats and stuffies and hit the road. A puppy can only take so much!
Oh, I hear Mom finishing her yogurt! I guess I'll stay for a while longer. Hopefully there will be a walk through the festival tonight!
One more thing, we decided to try out another blog hop. Feel free to join in!