The Long and Short of It

We had a communications blackout at the animal incarceration facility a/k/a the dog hotel. Hotel Gitmo, maybe. That is why I did not post any energetic and smart editorials or columns on my blog. They also found crust crumbs and tomato sauce from our pizza party all over the work station, so we were on lockdown 24/7. Oh, and one of the cats threw up on the keyboard.

This is me today after the boss bailed me out. We took a walk by our beach. They keep moving logs and rocks around where I do not know they are.

Then I had a chocolate donut hole from Dunkin' Donuts. I think we will have to hang out there more.often. I like my coffee with 3 sugars and cream. Thank you.

I heard the slammer warden telling management that I sleep very hard, and they worry that I am dead. Then they give her a big, fat bill to prove how much they care.

They do not even have CNN. No field trips. No movies or potluck suppers. You would act dead, too. These bipeds are so boring.

Well, managemment feels really guilty, so I expect she will buy me a lot of treats this week and we will go on rides to cool places. Also, I have a photo shoot for Leo Burnett.