Tinybobo

Tinybobo

It is going to be another one of those days that I get left at home all alone with nobody to entertain me except for a couple of cats.

There goes that gray cat out the door following my mom.  Let me see if I can catch up and follow mom out the door too.

Slam went sliding glass door.  Wow, glad I stopped when I did or all the stuffing would have been knocked out of me by that door.  It would of hurt no doubt.  

Well you know what that means Mom didn't let me out so she will not get back until almost dark. 

I don't know where she goes but when she gets in she reminds me of a zombie for about an hour or so everyday.  This happens almost everyday.

Mom gets up kicks me out of the bed hollering time to go outside.  But honest she does not even give me enough time to go pee.  She opens the door let's me out and then less than a minute she is at the door hollering for me to come in.

I know why she is that way, she don't like to run down the road in her housecoat screaming out Tinybobo get back to this house.  

When I do get away she chases me and finally she says sit, sit Tinybobo and I stop turn my head and look at her and I just plop right on my butt all the while looking up at her with my tail a wagging.

I love my mom but I get so tired of being cooped up in that house everyday.  I just have got to get away.  I don't know why mom don't understand that.  

I mean Pete the bulldog next door is outside all of the time.  Even though lord knows I don't envy him.  He can only go as far as his chain goes.  

But I still like to go see him.  Love to hear his stories about when he was nothing but a pup.  Pete came from a large family.

Pete lived with his brothers and sisters on a farm.  They all were a happy family.

They shared the great outdoors with goats,cows, chickens, roosters, bunnies and even with Louse the family hog. 

Anyhow, darn it but she shore didn't let me out the door now did she?  Hope she is happy where ever it is that she goes to everyday.  Sometimes I think mom don't love me.

Oh but there are days when I do feel loved and that is on the days that Cy comes to the house.  He talks to her but he holds me, feeds me, and sometime even though I hate it, he bathes me.

Cy stands about 6 feet 7 inches tall.  He looks like a giant to me.  When he holds me I feel superior to everyone else because I am so much bigger and taller than them. 

I just know that those cats are jealous.  Sometimes you can't tell though cause those cats are a bit queer if you ask me.  The old gray cat Skip is spoiled rotten mom lets him stay outside as much as he wants to.

I don't know why she does that cause poor old Skip always comes home all beat up wearing battle scars.  I mean to tell you those cats don't fool around when they fight.  They are out for blood.  

Here comes Miss Priss right now that is what I call her, her real name is Pookey but I think Miss. Priss sounds better even if it is being sarcastic on my part.  Miss Priss is the family calico cat, she is pampered even more than Skip.

She really don't priss around too much but she lays around like the Queen of Sheba.  She lays on the kitchen table most of the time or in a cardboard box when she can find one.

Liken I said it is going to be a long day hanging around here with Miss. Priss waiting on mom to come home.  Wish she would have left the television on so I could catch up on my favorite soap operas.

Think I will have a look around the house and make sure everything looks alright.  After securing the premises.  I have decided to go to mom's room and jump up on her bed and take a siesta myself. One thing mom don't mind is me a sleeping in her bed, so I guess mom does love me after all. 

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