The Bed-Messiness Discussion

"DAYYYYY! ... I just finished making that beddddd!
"I know thaaat. What, you think I don't know that?? I was sitting right over there WATCHING you while I waited for my turn." *eye roll* Like I don't know you just made the bed... Thanks for the newsflash there, Mama!"
"Hey! Attitude...!"
"What 'attitude'? I was just saying what was already obvious..."
"Well, the only thing that's obvious to me right now... Day, is that I have to make the bed..... again."
"More like you get to make the bed again..."
"Do you really think I actually love making the bed, Day??"
"More like I think you love makin' me happy, Mama!"
"So, l make the bed... repeatedly..... and that makes you happy?"
"Well... YOU get to make the bed YOUR way, then I get to make the bed MYYY way and THAT..... brings me joy, immense joy act'lly!"
"It might bring you joy... it brings me work!"
*shrug* "You know what they say, one mamas work is a handsome hounds joy....."
"Nice try. And anyhow, how does all that wrinkled, scrunched up messiness not bother you??"
"What messiness??! Look at me, I'm smooooothin' out the sheets here even as we speak!"
"Okay, clearly we've come to a bed-making impasse here. So, how about we try this for today... let's just say my bed-making work is done and you are in charge of your own napping comfort for the rest of the day. Sound fair?"
"That's not fun!"
*shrug* "You know what they sa-ayyy... one hounds un-fun....."
"Mamas are so unfair... grumble, grumble.....

Sweet Maggie Mae...

We sadly learned yesterday that Day's girlfriend, his sweet Maggie Mae, had left to watch over all who loved her from Rainbow Bridge. So, today we remember sweet Maggie Mae as we always will and we'll continue to wish we might see her suddenly appear at the door just once more to call on her Day to join her for a camp walk.....


"Hey Day! Wan'ta come outside and play with me again?"
"Sorry my sweet Maggie Mae... I'm just too tired already from our walk."
"Ohhhhh, well we don't have to play lots, Day, we could even just hang... maybe sniff the fresh air a little, look around, hold paws."
"How 'bout you come inside and nap with me instead? I'll even nap here on the floor so you can have my cozy-squishy bed... My mama said you can come inside, you just have to tell your dad first so he knows where you are."
"Or, maybe we could compromise... maybe we could mix being outside together and napping together by napping outside together on your outdoor hammock-thingy beds. How 'bout that?"
"If I wasn't already laying down, I'd totally be down for that... it's just the getting up and moving that's holding me back from act'lly makin' it happen. And anyhow, Maggie Mae... how come you're not falling over tired after our walk? I mean, your little legs have to move like a trillion times more than mine so technically you walked at least two times farther than I did!"
"I guess I've just gotten really super good at conserving my energy on my endurance walks with you." *shrug*
"Oh, maybe you could teach me some endurance techniques... I've always just been more into sprinting. We can start right after I have my recovery nap, okay?"
"Okay... So, I'll see you in a couple of hours, then?"
"Four-and-a-half tops!"
"Okay... I'll be seeing you soon then, Day??"
*yawwwwwn* "Yep... I'll be seeing you soon, my sweet, sweet Maggie Mae....."

Goodbyes are so unfair... grumble, sniff.....

Burritoing on the edge...

"Did you really just harrumph at me, Day?"
"Maybe..."
"Why? What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?!! Look at me! Do you really need to even ask me what's wronnnng???"
"Well, it doesn't really look like anything should be wrong. I mean, you're on your favourite couch spot, atop your favourite quilt and covered with one of your favourite nap blankies... what could possibly be wrong other than the fact that you're not yet actually napping?"
"Maybe you should look again, Mama..."
"Oh... you forgot to bring a toy up with you? Is that it?? Want me to bring you one? Do you want your chipmunks to nap with?"
"Really? Really, Mama?? You really can't even see that um, gee I don't know... maybe just the fact that I'm practically FALLING OFF!!"
"Ohhhh..... well, you are a little close to the edge but it doesn't look like you're actually in any real danger of falling off, Day."
"What are you, kidding me? How can you not even see that my whole head is already hanging off?!!"
"So, just lift your head back up onto the cushion and you'll be fine."
"Sure... if 'fine' means precariously balanced and staring at nothing but the back of a just so boring couch....."
"Day! Nobody told you to roll over and face the back of the couch like that, you did that totally by yourself..."
"Yeah I did it myself..... I did it myself because it's your fault!"
"How is it my fault??"
"Because you didn't wrap me properly!! You know I like to be burritoed-in-tight... but instead, you just put the blanket over me without act'lly tucking and burritoing me; I had to twist and roll and burrito MYSELF!! And just look at what happened! Now, I'm fallin' off!!"
"Look, Day, I'm sorry I didn't burrito you but it's pretty warm in here and I thought you might get overheated if I tucked you in too tight."
"But you didn' t knowwww that I would've overheated, you were just supposing... you still should have burritoed me....."
"I'm sorry, Day... I will never not burrito you again. And I'll stay right here the whole time you're asleep to watch that you're safe from falling while you nap."
"And you'll catch me if I start to fall?"
"I'll catch you if you start to fall."
"And you'll give me two hundred and eighty-seven gumdrops when I wake up to make up for all this stress you made me have before my sleep?"
"No."
"Mamas are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."

The Breakfast Discussion

"But I love breakfast..."
"I know you love breakfast, but you've already had your breakfast this morning."
"But maybe I wanted to have twoooo breakfasts today."
"But one breakfast was enough."
"How do you know it's enough??? Are you me? Can you feeeeel how my tummy is saying it needs mo-ooorrrrre?? Can you feel my mel-battle-lism already decimating that measly amount of kibble you expect to fill me??? Member that? Hm? Member when Dr. Melanie told you how high my mel-battle-ism is?? 'Cause I'm an ATHLETE?!!"
"The word is 'metabolism', Day, and I do remember that conversation. I also remember her saying that you were at your perfect athletic retirement physique and that she didn't want you to gain any more weight."
"Whatever... I'm act'ally in charge of my own body and I still would like some more breakfast, please."
"I'm sorry, but breakfast is finished for today."
"But I slept for a really long time last night, all through the WHOLE night LONG, and that's a lot of break to be fasting dontchya'know!"
"You did have a really good sleep last night, didn't you! Did you have some sweet and amazing dreams? Did you visit any wonderful, far-off places and make lots of new friends? Or, maybe you dreamed of sweet summer days with your sweet Maggie Mae???"
"Yeah... I see what you're doin', Mama, tryin'ta change the subject; it's not gonna work."
"Will anything work?"
"I think you know what'll work."
"Well, I'm not putting anything more in your breakfast bowl."
"But I really just want another breeaaakfaaaaasst......."
"And you'll have one... tomorrow."
"Mamas are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."

The I-Didn't-Want-To-Get-A-Hurt Discussion

"But I didn't want to get a huurrrt..."
"I know. I'm really sorry that you're hurting and upset... I hate to see you feeling down, Day."
"Then I think you shouldn't have taken me to that place and let those people give me this hurt..."
"You needed the blood test to find out what's going on with your body and why you're not feeling up to your usual self."
"I feel up to my usual self! I feel just fine!!"
"Well, your urine sample said otherwise and that's what warrented the bloodwork needing to be done."
"HEY! That's PRIVATE!! We don't need to be sharing this PRIVATE information, like, OUT LOUD!!!"
"I'm only trying to explain the reason for your little boo-boo, Day."
"LITTLE boo-boo??? What, are you makin' fun of me now?? That's nice, Mama... real thoughtful of you. Y'know, I was having a really nice day today... the sun was shining, I was having the most amazing dreams in my naps, the treats were finding me with perfect timing and even my little brother wasn't bugging me so much like usual. But then, you wrecked it all... just with that one little car ride that took me to that place I don't even like....."
"I'm sorry, Day... I didn't mean to wreck my Day by wrecking his day. Get it? Did you get what I did there?? ... Oh, come on, not even a teenie weenie little smile from that one?"
"Oh my gosh, you're sooooooo funny... ha... ha..... I hafta say, I'm a little disappointed that you're treating this like a joke."
"I promise I'm not, I was just trying to make you giggle."
"Whatever. Anyhow, I guess we won't be going back there again, huh? I mean, especially after the brightly bandaged damage they did to my arm... you, for sure, would never take me back there because you learned your lesson... at my expense, I might add! Right, Mama?"
"That's right, Day, we won't be going back there... not for another whole TWO weeks for your second blood test that will tell us if the medicine worked."
"Mamas are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."

The Birthday Cake Discussion

"You made a cake? ..... Without me??"
"You were sleeping. You don't like to be interrupted when you're sleeping"
"But, you could have aaaasssked me... I love cake."
"I know you love cake, that's why I made it for you."
"You made it for ME???"
"I did."
"It's 'cause it's my birthday, isn't it?!! Sweeeet! Can I have it right now? Now?? How 'bout now???"
"Not right now, Day. All your people and your uncle, Derby, will be coming over tonight to share the cake with you."
"What?!!??? You JUST said you made it for me-eeeee! You didn't say you made it for EVERYONE!! I have a LOT of people, you know, and now I even have a brother who will HAVE to have some and, and, and... and have you seeeeen the size of Derby??? I'll be lucky if I even get to taste that cake, at aaaaall!"
"Trust me, Day, everything is better when you share. And, I will make sure that you have the cake slice of your dreams... this evening."
"But, I really want it nooowwww. It's the first time I'm ever turning six and I just really think that I deserve some cake... and some icinnnggggg..."
"And you'll have some. Tonight when everyone gets here."
"Mamas are so unfair... grumble, grumble....."

The Canada Day Discussion

"But it's Canada Day..."
"I know it's Canada Day... and it's going to be a beautiful day, too!"
"But it looks beautiful right nowww..."
"You're right, it is, and it's also actually really beautiful to see you awake, y'know... before the crack of noon!"
"I'm only awake because I had plans, Mama! It's Canada Day!! I'm a Canadian, tooooo... and I was going to celebrate..... ALL... DAY.....LONG!!! And by 'celebrate'... I mean OUUUTSIIIIIIDDE celebrate! I was going to run outside and play outside and snack outside and have treats outside and I was even going to nap outside! ... All because I'm a Canadian... and now you won't let me celebrate....."
"Okay, Day, I think you're getting far too worked up here. You can do ALL of those things and I promise you that we are going to have a fantastically fun day today! All I said was we needed to wait a couple of hours for the grass to dry... It just is NOT safe for you to be running in the morning-dew soaked grass. You and Play run WAY too fast and risking a slip and fall that could really hurt you would just not make for a fun Canada Day, at all!"
"But I'm only worked up because I wanted to show my little brother about Canada Daaayyyy... he doesn't know yet and I wanted to show him earlyyy....."
"I think you're just up too early and still a little filled with the grumpies!"
"I'm not grumpy! I have my BANDANA ON!! ... That means I'm EXCITED about CANADA DAAYYY... NOT GRUMPY!!!"
"Yeaahhh... I think it's time for another little nap. Let's go... either right up here on the couch or your choice of your napping beds but you, Mister, need a few more hours of sleep before we begin again!"
"I'm keeping my bandana on..."
"Okay."
"I am kinda tired, Mama..."
"I know."
"I don't mean to be grumpy... I just really love Canada ... *yawn* ... Day....."
"I know, I love it, too... even more so, now that I get to share it with you and Play....."
"Happy Canada Day, Mama."
"Happy Canada Day, Day."