Boring Night

So last night the people went out. They got all dressed up and for a second I thought that we were all going out as a family. Boy was I wrong. I knew I was in trouble when she told him to take me out and she was still putting the stuff on her face. What is it with people and clothes and putting things on themselves? I don't understand them. But anyway, he took me out so I could "do my business," which I was not too excited about doing seeing as I was just going to pbe spending the next X number of hours at home by myself. So I decided I would run around a little and make him wait. The guy was very cool about it though, and when I finally did "get down to business" he encouraged me. I always think that's funny when he does that: encourages me to poo. Like I ever listen to him!

So after the pooing we went back in and what-do-you-know? They left shortly thereafter. For the remainder of the night I slept on my pet bed in the living room, its a good bed. I was excited when they got home, but we didn't go out again.