Friday, April 17, 2009
Unfortunately, though, my inspection of his (enormous!) den was repeatedly interrupted by this "guy" who kept running around. What a pain in my furry pantaloons! I think he finally got the message and ran off in a different direction. With him out of the way, it was easy to assert my dominance over Bo. He is now frantically working to fast-track my appointment as Chief Meat Inspector for the U.S. Food & Drug Administration. And if he should fail, I simply told Bo, "Remember Vincent Van Gogh . . . ".