Mom fell asleep with her nose in her coffee. Dad said not to laugh at the little bubbles she makes when she snores, but that it was OK for me to write and tell you about them.
I’m not exactly sure what “work very hard” means. I used to think it meant go for a long ride in the car (because that’s what she does every day). Then Mom took me for a long ride in the car (I don’t know what’s so hard about it).
I have offered to help Mom practice sleeping. She says it’s not the sleeping that’s the problem, it’s the waking up. Silly Mommy.
Did you know there is a rabbit in our backyard? I bark very loudly every time I see it so that it knows I want to be friends. It’s not a very sociable bunny because it runs away every time. So I bark even louder so it will be sure to hear me. So far it hasn’t held still long enough for me to introduce myself.
Something called the Olympics has started. Do you know what the Olympics are? It’s when people yell at the TV even more than usual. And they watch sports that no one understands like water polo (that’s why there were horses on the jackets at the opening ceremonies).
The birds in our backyard have their own Olympics. The events are Fight the Squirrels for Seeds and Who Can Eat the Most. There is an exhibition sport called Get Mom to Fill the Feeder More Regularly.
I have to go take a nap now. Unless the rabbit shows up. (Don’t worry. I’ll sleep with one eye open.)