You know, being one of the world’s great carnivores, you’d think Thanksgiving would be one of the greatests holidays for a dog like me.
Not so.
Oh, I’m down with the eats. But when selfish people get involved, those of us who happen to walk on four legs often get the short end of things. What should be a celebration turns into just another day of captivity and isolation. It’s a sad state of affairs.
Anyway, as you can see above, I did at least get out of that stinky kitchen where that mutt “Princess” hangs out. The lady’s got this knarly security barrier that keeps me from attacking the wall directly, but I’ve solved it. All I have to do is nudge one of the chairs out from the table, then hop on the chair seat and from there to the dining room table top. Then I can use the length of the table as a runway and make an impressive, if I do say so myself, leap over the gate. I took a bag of treats with me, lounged by the fireplace, and made a bunch of trades on eTrade.
The lady and the boy went out to some decadent event at “Hernandez Pavilion.” I’ve posted a couple of surveillance videos below. Yes, I have my sources. They will not be revealed.
Next time: take your dog!
It’s better for us… it’s better for your carpet that I might not pee on.
Hoping for a better deal at Christmas,
I remain,
your faithful property manager,
– Tiki.
Sweet surveillance. Rudy and I totaLly relate tO your sentiment. Text me when your in town and we can hang.
Thanks for your support Martin! I’m sick of the 1% calling the shots. I hope you’ll join me for OXE, “Occupy Christmas Eve” when we take back the power and make our voices heard!
Peace, out.