Okie dokie, dominokie!
(I have no idea; it's just something the tall guy says.)
I generally wake up from my 2nd nap around 4:00 - 4:30ish (no, it doesn't take me that long to wake up (unlike some TGs), it's just that the time varies from day to day).
Unfortunately, it is not time to eat when I wake up. :( I don't get to eat until about 5:30ish (Shocking I know!). The tall guy said if he fed me before then, I would come back about 9:30 and tell him that I was starving! Fortunately, the tall guy doesn't eat until about 6:30, so I can almost always count on getting some of whatever it is he is eating.
If he's not involved on the computer between 5:00 and 5:30 or doesn't have Top Chef on the DVRs from the night before, we might get to go on our 3rd walk of the day.
Then after we eat, we always get to go out and play. Sometimes we just go on another walk, sometimes we go to the local park and sometimes we go to the dog park. I never know which one we are going to do, and since I don't have much say in the matter, I just stand there looking pitiful until he has decided what we are going to do!
When we get home, it is always funny because the tall guy thinks he's going to get to watch tv. He has tried this every night since I can remember and it never works (which is why he has the DVRs for the teevees). "I'm trying to watch Wipeout!" means nothing to me! :) Special note: Find out what your person's favorite tv program is. If you play your cards right, it's always good for one "go sit down and keep quiet" cookie!
So we get to play some more and then I run in and out of the dog door to see what's happening outside. Sometimes, if I haven't been around for a few minutes, the tall guy will get up to see what I am doing. I don't know where he thinks I'm going since there is a fence all around the yard. I just like sitting outside and smelling. No wait, I like sitting outside and sniffing. That's better!
So then about 10 o'clocks dark, I finally decide it's about time to come and lie down on the couch and watch the tall guy watch teevees. I've learned a lot about buying your first home, eating food out of a truck and the big balls.
So that's pretty much what I do all day!
Now some of you had asked me about this:
That is the LIE-BERRY,
which is not to be confused
with the straw-berry or the black-berry.
That is where the tall guy keeps all his expensive books.
Evidently I might have, at one time long, long ago,
decided to see how a book tastes.
So, now all the books are in the LIE-BERRY,
which is like a prison for the books,
so they have to be behind bars
so I can't get in and they can't get out.
Hmmmm, there is also a gate into the
living room where the piano is.
It seems there's a lot of places
in my house that I'm not allowed in.
I think I may have to investigate this further!!