Black Friday - It's All About Bertie

Hi G-Fans!

I am really steaming tonight!  I had to wait hours to calm down enough to write tonight.  I am furious!!

Where do I start??

Let's just say - Black Friday is TRULY a BLACK day!!

The day started out well enough. The concierge fed us in a timely fashion and we had turkey juices and giblets mixed into our breakfast bowls.  Everyone slept well as far as I could tell once everyone was safe and sound (Harry's concierge and entourage came in after we retired here, so we felt the need to announce their safe return to the entire neighborhood).  

We hung out with Gabriella who came to visit for Thanksgiving with her concierge and attendants.  We enjoyed morning socializing with Harry's concierge, Gabriella's concierge and attending parties.  My concierge didn't stay much this morning she left in her "don't-touch-me-or-you'll-get-hair-on-me" clothes, so we figured we wouldn't see her for most of the day.  Next thing I know it I hear leashes being taken out.  So I am obviously waiting patiently to go on the end of one of those leashes for some fun activity.  I have made it abundantly clear to my concierge on many occasions  that if I am not given appropriate first dibs on outings of all kinds, there WILL be CONSEQUENCES!

You imagine my shock when Gabriella took her concierge, her concierge's cohort and

Bertie!!  Bertie!  They walked out of the door without me.

I took no time in getting to work to make my displeasure known.  I do not get that kind of disrespect without repercussions!!!  No sirree Bob....!

So Gabriella's concierge also didn't get the memo that Raphael is suppose to be in the kitchen and I am suppose to be in the living room.  (The concierge, I think has been doing that because of my swift and immediate response to indiscretions such as this one..

Not only did I efficiently etrieve the empty cat food can waiting to be put into the recycle bin, but as I scanned the counter I spied a plastic container of Snagglepus' snack food.  Our cookies were in a plastic locked container... harder access, and Snagglepus' food smelled tantalizing and exotic.  

Now normally I would do something with the dish sponge, but it had been changed yesterday and was less than interesting. 

Just as I was settling in with RIley and Tessa in the wings, and as I pried, with the utmost delicacy, the lid off, Harry's concierge interrupted a truly delicious dish of revenge!  I can't believe how my luck continued from bad to worse.

So she confiscates my treasures and we are scooted outside for a momentary break.

I don't think I even got a kernel of that food :(

So, you can understand my anger!

Thwarted again!

On top of all that, Bertie and Gabriella came back smelling of seaweed. seagulls and seaair.....!  Now we have gone from insulting to injurious!

Nothing else can be said to rectify this awful chain of events.

Nothing.

So here endeth the entry for BLACK FRIDAY!

I leave you with pictures of the Golden Boy, since it seems it it all about him today.

May you never need to plat revenge as you are always in the right place at the right time!!  And you know it!!!  And so does everyone else!!

TTFN!

-G

"I wonder how many of these I could fit in my mouth without anyone knowing.....?"

This is a weird feeling toy.....

Hi!!

A little coverup would be preferable!

GQ Man

"Yoga Boy" in half pose.....

"Look what I gots......

Bertie's got a towel......

Bertie and Mr. Bill.... OOooh Nooooo, Mr. BIll!!

OOPs... That not Bertie!!
What the heck is that?
I bet it comes from Australia or some place like that!  It is like a huge guinea pig for goodness sakes!!
The concierge says she knows, but I am not buying it, she is just torturing me for my transgressions......