Buster...all seeing,all knowing

Frank the Terapin

I slept in Saturday morning, got up and went to the food dish for a snack. Then got in my spot by the picture window, got real comfortable. I was ready for a big day of bird watching, if you have`nt tried it you should, I find it very stimulating. Gets the ole blood pumping if you know what I mean. The day was going well, I took 2 naps and checked out the food dish several times. I ignored Bozo most of the day, he called for me to come here a couple of times but I just pretended not to hear. I derive a great deal of enjoyment out of irritating him, it`s not like bird watching but fun all the same. Well I was just about to stretch out for another nap when a visitor came calling. My first thought was "hot diggity dog" someone new to play with, then I looked in the box where bozo had left him. He was one strange lookin`dude, wore his house on his back and spent a lot of time in it too. I got up real close to him and found out his name was Frank and he was a terapin. It turned out to be a bust though, I got out several of my fake mice and one of them balls with the bell inside just in case he was into that sort of thing. Nothing! He did`nt even come out of that little house of his to check it out, if there`s one thing I`ve learned about terapins is that they`re not a very curious bunch. We all spent Saturday evening together, watched Animal Planet again. God I absolutely dispise that Steve Irwin guy, just makes my fangs hurt to hear him talk. I had 7 treats, the kind that Bozo gets in those little cans. Bozo had Coors Lights, I don`t know how many I lost count and Frank did`nt want anything , mumbled something about a low metabolizem. I just let it drop, figured it was a personal issue with him. And to be frank,no pun intended, I just did`nt give a hoot. Frank turned out to be the most uninteresting fellow I`ve ever met. I got in my night time spot, curled up nice and tight and crashed out early. I was up a the crack of dawn, checked on the food dish and had a drink first thing, then looked in on Frank, he was in that little house of his. It makes me wonder what the hell he does in there, it must be pretty damn good as much time as he spends in there. But I`m just curious that way. Bozo got up a little later, scratching his ass as he got in the fridge to get some orange juice. Then he got out my goodies and put some in my food dish, I`m thinkin`"way to go Bozo but for Christs sake put some pants on." I was`nt hungry at all but had a bite or two anyway just to check what was on the menu for the day. Latter that morning I was watching a big fat robin in the front yard, when I realized Frank was getting ready to go. I hated to give up on that robin but went to say so long anyway. Bozo put him out in the back yard, then came back in and went to check the e-mail. I watched Frank as he got under way, all I can say about the situation is I hope he don`t have far to go. I watched him leaving for a long time, watching him move like that knocked me out and I napped I don`t know how long. But when I woke up he was gone. I`ve gotta` wrap this up, and get back on the job, there`s a fly in the house, that takes top priority, my job to trackem` down and show them the error of they`re ways if you get my drift. We`ll talk again soon.Bye now. Back to WVMan

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