As is common around the Perplexing office here it seems we’re knee-deep in preparations for yet another business vacation trip. Also, as is so common around here, I’m bee busy sunning myself while the frantic parents are a’ prepping and a’ packing.
So we’ve all got to do our part to get ready for this vacation thing and my part is as critical as any. My designated job is to dress up all fancy, lay out in the sun and stay out of the way of other forms of progress. And oh baby, it isn’t easy, necessarily, but it’s all kinds of great for me.
You see, if you do something well you should do it often. I don’t “stay out of the way” well, but I do “not help” often, so that’s good enough for me as well as the people moreso in charge over me.
But if every dog truly has his day in the sun, then “ruff, ruff,” today is mine.
And, as one forever adding insult to injury, I’ve got to point out that I need a cup of juice right about now. Not to distract ye elderberry folk from your packy preparations or anything but I’m busy as heck relaxing and I just can’t do it properly without my OJ, AJ or GrJ… even if the lattest is WhGrJ, that would be okay.
If not, how about you grab me some Kool Aid, I’m just asking.
Though I’ll admit our insurance policy’s forced us to cut way back on Kool Aid on account of that chubby jug dude perpetually bursting through our kitchen wall, I still like the stuff.
Fine, whatever, you guys go on about this packing business. I don’t know where we think we’re going nor why, but it had best be better than the most bestest good. My time in the sun is precious spent and I’m not about to do it just for giggles.
However, it is important no less that I add “tee-hee”, but only because I do so love tittering.