Whiling Away The Wait...

Let me tell you, those humans...now, they completely underestimate the likes of us dogs. My human thinks she is "preparing" me before a big trip by packing my bags and leaving them inside so I "know" that I won't be left behind.

Well, let me tell all you humans out there...it is PURE TORTURE. The waiting, the stressing, the worrying...it really messes with my emotions and my stomach...all I want to do is eat and eat and eat to pass the time away...oh wait, that is no different from any other day...

Complaining...take two....The HORROR of making me wait for hours on end to take a measly car ride with another human's feet occupying the floor of my favorite seat to sleep under...I can't even fall asleep...every little peep from the birds or creak from the AC cycling on and off rockets me off my pillow to the door in anticipation that it is NOW time to go! It might help if someone told me how to read time...or knocked my toy bin over so that I had something to destroy. I have already done everything that I can think of to pass the time...I licked my bowl six times over, I sniffed all my favorite places on the carpet, I scrounged for food underneath the refrigerator, I tried to strengthen my ESP skills by concentrating on the container of cookies on the table...but those refused to budge. I licked out the cooler...even though it had that icky Lysol taste...and I barked just to hear myself.

What, oh WHAT am I to do till it is time to go???????????