Gosh, I feel really bad about this -- I failed to mention anything about edibles in my last post so I'll say this real quick.
Lately, I have been noticing a vast improvement in the quality of my cucumbers. (They are my favourite non-chow item followed very closely by watermelon rinds). I don't know what gives with the tender, tasty cucumber morsels, but Mommy keeps mumbling about "grown just for Mathilda", "garden", "insects, snakes, scorpions", "planted just for Mathilda", yadda yadda. All I know is that I want them to keep arriving at their expected time around the noon hour. (I do hope Mommy is reading this).
Back to Foghorn/Leghorn!
Friday, July 29, 2005
Sorry about the wait...
I can't believe it's been over a month since I communicated. Much has happened since I last spoke with all of you. First and foremost, I have been relocated to the bottom floor of the domicile. It's quite a distance from the dining room (my previous location) but mercifully, I didn't have to lift a hoof to move. I guess you could say I had an executive relocation as the non-porcines moved everything I needed down to my new "pen". My relocation seems to have its ups and downs. I do like having more space and the view is awesome. Even though my telly is tuned to Cartoon Network, this porcine does not live by cartoons alone. I feel somewhat isolated down here although I know the non-porcines make every effort to come and visit. Now that I think about it; they visit just as often as when I occupied prime real estate upstairs, but I used to see them as they went up and down the stairs. Now I can hear them, but not see them. So I feel a bit on the alone side.
The non-porcines are now talking about putting a door to the outside which I will be able to use without their assistance and without having this annoying harness around my beautiful round physique. (It gets so snug after a good meal!) There are also discussions about a fence, and other various and sundry devices to allow me even more freedom. I'm liking the ideas. Thank goodness the non-porcines bought me a trench coat to use in inclement weather!
Bad news: last time I was allowed upstairs to the kitchen, (just to socialize mind you, I never eat with the non-porcines as they have a different schedule) I had a small urinary accident. Needless to say, I was escorted with all due haste back to my floor level location. I have to say it was fun while it lasted.
I will try and be more vigilant about my posts in the future. There is just so much going on here, it is quite difficult for a wee porcine to keep up with the pace. Oh, I really must go...the Porky Pig show is on and I just LOVE Foghorn/Leghorn. I say, I say, that boy is about as sharp as the blunt end of nothing!
The non-porcines are now talking about putting a door to the outside which I will be able to use without their assistance and without having this annoying harness around my beautiful round physique. (It gets so snug after a good meal!) There are also discussions about a fence, and other various and sundry devices to allow me even more freedom. I'm liking the ideas. Thank goodness the non-porcines bought me a trench coat to use in inclement weather!
Bad news: last time I was allowed upstairs to the kitchen, (just to socialize mind you, I never eat with the non-porcines as they have a different schedule) I had a small urinary accident. Needless to say, I was escorted with all due haste back to my floor level location. I have to say it was fun while it lasted.
I will try and be more vigilant about my posts in the future. There is just so much going on here, it is quite difficult for a wee porcine to keep up with the pace. Oh, I really must go...the Porky Pig show is on and I just LOVE Foghorn/Leghorn. I say, I say, that boy is about as sharp as the blunt end of nothing!
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