Last week my human was gone a lot, distracted even more and did something horrible called "cleaning the kitchen"....smelly liquids on the floor, chemical stink everywhere. THEN, she put away my peanut sack. I've been known to nip over to the counter if the peanuts aren't forthcoming and get my own.
One morning she left me in the back room while she went off to "visit". So, I took matters into my own wings and flew down the hall into that ghastly clean kitchen, bare of all decent food. I opened a few cabinets, found something called Egg Nog Protein Powder, tore the top off it.....bleeeeech. The human came back and found me playing in the powder on the floor-it clearly wasn't fit to eat. Then she picked me up, petted me and gave me some grapes and pignolias. She did mention there was a bowl of SEEDS ready in the back room, but I must have my fresh fruit and veg midmorning, or at the very least a peanut.
Apparently humans designate some days as special days or "holidays". It doesn't seem to make them very happy-even though you hear the "happy holiday" phrase a lot. Me, I think every day is special-why pick one or two a year?
Another human trait is that you need some cue or event to laugh. Who is training you? I can't see a thing, yet you won't laugh unless you get that mysterious cue. Me, I laugh just cause I like laughing-maybe you should try it some time.
Happy Animal Wednesday-I must take your leave now, as there are some choice grapes that need my attention. Ha ha ha hah haaaaaaah! HAW!