Pelting rain....

Hi G-Fans!

As I write this I am listening to the pelting rain against the royal abode.  And downstairs the drone of the dishwashing machine adds to the white noise effect.  No one is stirring other than the concierge, who should be sleeping soundly in bed already since she did our last outs and cookies a bit ago.... and she is returning to the other thing she abandons us for every week day of every week.....

There should not be a long time between us going out and her going to bed if you ask me.

I wasn't sure if I would even be up for writing this today.  

I was feeling a bit off.

The concierge said she could hear my tummy rumbling for at least an hour before we got up.  She tried to give me some unauthorized nastiness and I had to spit it out at least ten times.  She can try and cover it with peanut butter all she wants. I know when I shouldn't put something like that in my mouth, much less chew and swallow it.  She, however, prevailed and rudely jammed the two horse pills down my delicate throat.

It was traumatizing.  And I hadn't even gone out for my morning constitutional yet.  Rudeness!

So, after I slowly and unenthusiastically picked my way through the nasty gruel disguised as breakfast and then I promptly went outside (as is our routine) and barfed it all back up again (as is not our routine).  No one knew for a little while since I was the last one out and last one in.....  The concierge had to clean it up so there was no issues amongst the Lipnicki ruffians...

Just sayin'...

Then we had a wham bam walk upon the return of the concierge from her Sunday morning outing.

During which I released some diarrhea that rivaled this last summer.  It was like coffee milk!  And didn't smell nearly as bad as Tessa's usual poops.... so I have no issue!  I do have an issue with the shortened walk and the bum's rush.

WIthin moments of our return from the walk the concierge was in the car pulling out of the driveway again.

She had towels and blankets and looked like she was doing a sleepover.

She wasn't - she returned a few hours later looking taller.... I guess tightened muscles can make you short.....

So for dinner I got lots of rice like Tessa and Riley have had the last few days off and on.

For night cookies I got carob treats.

Let's see what tomorrow brings....

The concierge seems a little anxious about my bowels since she has been working on picking up and organizing, so  she really doesn't want me adding to anything....

Sophie says she has been helping the concierge in this process of organizing, but from the yelling and chasing I am hearing periodically, I highly doubt the concierge would consider whatever she is doing as helpful....

Just sayin'.

So, when you extend yourself in helpfulness, make sure it really is helpful....!

TTFN!

-G

A little rainy day snuggling...

Tonight RIley was restless, so this is a rare moment of him relaxing a bit....

I am so wiped out I need to go in the crate to keep interlopers from interrupting my beauty rest....

Snagglepus has recently become a screaming chow hound.  He loves our turkey bacon treat so much he weaved in and out of all of our legs, even Raphael's...  Screaming the whole time... A-NOY-ING!