Hello, everyone. Little One here. What’s shakin’?
Today my writer that she wanted to take head shots of me. Sounds ominous, right? I thought so too! And I was a little surprised. I mean, I know I complain about the writer from time to time, but really, she’s not all bad. She gives me everything that I want. Except for treats. She’s kinda stingy with those. And when she eats she doesn’t give me any of her food. It’s only common courtesy to do so, right? And she doesn’t give me nearly enough belly rubs…
Okay, I’m getting a little side tracked here. The truth is, she’s okay. So when she said something about “taking head shots” it caught me a little off guard.
That’s when I noticed my writer’s mom standing behind her. Help?
Nothing? Okay… new approach. Belly rub?
Why do you keep taking pictures of me while you say “lay down?”
Oh, you mean a head shot is a picture? Why didn’t you just say that? You humans are weird.
Okay. So. How many of these are you going to take? Do you want me to do something? Wag my tail? Look cute? Oh, who am I kidding? It’s me. I look adorable.
Wait? That’s it? You’re done? I didn’t even raise a paw or anything.
Oh well. Is it time for a belly rub?
Until next time, keep those tails waggin’!
Little One
