Mommy won't let me
Mommy says I have to leave Gracie alone until she heals. She cries when she tries to jump up on the furniture. She's been limping at times. So Mommy's been carrying her around the house. (Don't tell anyone, but I'm jealous) She's also been getting a 1/2 a baby aspirin. (But I'm not jealous of that)
I suppose for fun, I can keep ripping Mommy's elastic pony tail thingy out of her hair, along with wads of her hair. But that gets kind of boring after the 100th time and I don't want to see Mommy bald like Daddy.
Chewing on her diamond wedding rings is fun. If I work hard enough on them, I could have some pretty sparklies come out of my butt.
I could continue to try to dig through the bottom of my dog bed. I bet I could dig through to China. Nah. I don't understand Mandarin.
I do enjoy eating. But she only feeds me so many times a day and I can't reach the counter tops to get more. Lord knows I've tried.
Unfortunately for me, they don't deliver pizza this far out in the sticks either.
So I guess I'll just have to wait.
But I'm not very good at that.