Dear Diary: A Day in the Life of Rocket
Posted by Melissa at 8:47 am in Photography, Rocket, Writing

6:00 a.m.Hid under the covers, but the humans still found me and tossed me out into the cold to go potty. Honestly, if they have indoor plumbing, why can’t I?

7:00 a.m. Hang out under the boy’s chair and wait for food to drop. Mmmm, pancakes, my favorite.

7:45 a.m. Watch female and boy leave and get into big black truck. I like the truck. It has warm seats. I have the whole house to myself. Time to plot.

8:15 a.m. Female is back. I pretend to slee…zzzzz.

10:00 a.m. Bark at birds and am let outside and I find the steak bone from last night’s dinner in a snow drift. Hmm beefcicle!

10:30 a.m. Female has been trying to get me to relinquish the bone. As if! I must bring it into the house as it is too cold to continue to enjoy outside. I hear the door bell. Is it a trick? No, the other female is here that looks like my human. I want to greet her but my human still won’t let me in the door. They are talking. What’s this? A snack! Just inside the door. I don’t have room in my mouth for both. The bone can wait.

11:00 a.m. Why are they standing in the food room and not feeding me? The food closet is just right there. I shall remind them I am waiting. BARK! Why are they scowling?

11:02a.m. Mmm, snack. Oh, they are cooking. I love it when they cook. The air smells so good!

1:00 p.m. There are creatures in my back yard. Do the humans not see them? Do they not see the birds? I must bark at the birds and chase them or they will take over the yard! Hey! Let me out humans!

2:00 They are both on the floor. They must want to play! I’ll go and get my toy.

2:01 They are ignoring me. I will lick them and let them know I’m ready to play. The one that looks like my master ruffles my fur and gets up off the floor. What is she doing?

2:05 They are…dancing? It looks like they are doing what the lady on the bright box is doing (author’s note: we were belling dancing to the Shimmie show). They didn’t want to play after all. Sigh. I’m taking a nap. Silly humans.

2:30 They sit down and are talking now. I will go and sit in my master’s lap.  It is my favorite place in the house. My second favorite is my special chair in the office. The Boy doesn’t have HIS own chair in the office, but I do. It is so that I can keep an eye on the neighborhood and let my master know if there is anything suspicious going on, like stray leaves, crazy squirrel activity, or those crazy bunnies I like to chase. Oh how I love how their fur tickles my lips when I catch one. I caught one the other day and was nibbling on its fluffy bottom. My master came running out of the house to rescue it. Can you believe? Oh Diary, it was a sad day indeed. My first bunny catch and it was taken away. I was robbed!

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Butterfly Tea Time
Posted by Melissa at 8:33 am in Food, Tea, Weather

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Let’s forget there is snow and wind outside. Come on over, come inside. You bring the cookies, and I’ll pour the tea.

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