It's About Time!
(me looking all sad and lonely)
Someone FINALLY came back home. I did not even know that he was going anywhere, until the nice lady came by to take me for a walk. Then it dawned on me.
He said he had been to see Aunt Lanta. I didn't even know he had no Aunt Lanta. Actually, it sounds like something that he just made up. He could have just as easily said he went to Bubble-lubble-town.
AND he did not even bring me no Valentime's present. I also do not know what is Valentime's, but from what I see on the TV commercials, I should have gotten diamonds, flowers and a big dinner out of it.
I did make him give me a cookie when he got home, because I'm pretty sure I was shortchanged during the 3 days he was gone.
He said he had to sit on the plane at the gate for an hour before he got to come home. He was not happy. I asked him if someone locked the gate so he couldn't get out. He said finally the plane got to go to the runaway. I told him that if I was locked on a plane for an hour and not going anywhere, I would have runaway too!
But he is back now AND he took me on an extra walk today at lunch. He must be feeling guilty. I'm pretty sure I can get some extra cookies out of this somehow!