You might have noticed someone new in the back of Mazda yesterday. I know I definitely did. Well, in case you didn't recognize him, that's our neighbor Ernie. He's hanging out with us this week while our friend Lulu's mom - Ernie's dog walker - is on vacation.
Yeah, I know. Kinda confusing.
But all you really need to know is this: even though Ernie is freaking huge, he's still a puppy (ugh) ridiculously cute (ugh) and that makes *me* completely invisible to all humans (ugh).
Yeah. Ugh, ugh and ugh.
To make things even worse, Ernie is reeeally nice. So I can't be mean to him - even though I kinda want to take his face off for being so cute. Do not tell ANYONE I said this, but I'm starting to understand why humans go nuts over puppies. They're kinda hard not to like.
|NOT my idea|
Since hating Ernie is practically impossible, I'm trying to pretend he doesn't exist. At least until he gets a little bigger/less cute. This kinda drives him a little crazy, which is kind of a bonus.
Besides, a spazzy puppy makes me look very well behaved. And humans totally dig that kind of thing. Right? OK, maybe not as much as they dig Ernie, but at least I get a little noticed.