the FP's got it made...
Sunday morning Rick and I had grabbed coffee, and as we were walking back we passed through the park where there were a lot of cutie dogs playing fetch who you could tell were having the time of their lives. I commented to Rick that dogs were soo lucky because their lives are so simple and happy. They don't have all the worries and stress, but instead their main goal is to just play catch, get belly rubs and sleep.I often comment on my kitty's oh so leisurely lifestyle, as well. Often when I'm scheming up master plans to somehow get him to pull his weight around here! :) But the Fuzzy Pants has got it good!! He's snoozin right now! He could be mopping for christ sake, can't you see the floor needs it, Mister?
Anyway - Dooce just happened to post about her dog, Chuckles, today and how she wants to reincarnate as a dog so she can enjoy the ease of a life full of walks and treats and belly rubs. I can totally relate. Our furry friends have got it good!
But one things for sure, is I'm glad Kazoo doesn't have to get up early and leave for work and then come home tired and just sit in front of the TV all night. :)
Instead he's right over there curled up like a furry little snuggly baby boy and every once and awhile I can go over to him and touch his super soft fur and watch him be all cute with his sleepy half closed eyes and his big sleepy lion yawn that makes me wanna melt and squeeze him as hard as I can all at the same time.
