Monday, November 26, 2012
Check out the stupidly giant box that came today. It's so freaking big, two giant dudes had to carry it up to our compartment. I have no idea what's inside but I'm hoping it's for me. I mean, I didn't have a Thanksgiving. It's got to be for me.
My human says she'll open the giant box when her thumbs are done with whatever she's doing that's more important than opening boxes. I bet she'd want to open the box ASAP if it was hers. That means it's got to me mine. Or maybe Dutch's. But whatever's Dutch's is totally mine anyway, so even if the box is for him it's still pretty much mine anyway.
Anyway. My human spent all weekend trying not to have a cold and is extrasupergrumpy. So I'm not going to bug her about the box. Yet. I'm just going to give her back the thumbs, do my best Jimmy pose and wait.