Hey guys, Jack here. I thought I would share some bits and pieces from my week on my mom's blog. She's pretty cool. Although, she has a tendency to say some strange things that I just don't understand (or really pay attention to) like, no, stop, and stay. Weird.
Anyway, this week didn't stray (no dog pun intended) very far from the norm. I wake up around 7 everyday. My parents usually try to wake me up when they get up, but I just give them the ol' "I'm still in a deep sleep and don't even know you are standing over me" act.
It usually works pretty well.
I spend my afternoons in the kitchen. It's pretty spacious, so that's cool. However, Lily gets reign of the whole house, so that's not cool. I just don't get why my parents don't trust me.
My dad usually gets home from work first, which is fine by me, because he's the best. No, really. Have you met him? Because he is the coolest person on the face of the earth. I'm pretty much obsessed and do my very best not to leave his side.
So, after hanging out and playing some ball with dad comes dinner. I pay extra close attention to the floor around dinner time. You never know when something is going to fall off the counter and you'll have to act with lightning speed. I mean, they don't call my lunchbox for nothing. I love food.
After dinner it's time to relax. I have a love/hate relationship with relaxing. It's great and all, but sometimes I'm just SO EXCITED for no reason at all. Does that ever happen to you?
Well, there you have it. Now it's time for the weekend and that means dad's home all day, I get to go for rides in the car, and maybe, just maybe, a trip to the dog park!
Later gators,
Jack
