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Of Course I'm in Charge!

Schoolie Schoolie Time

My marm sings this very annoying song each morning that she takes me to supervise the canines at Healthy Spot, aka the place where I sleep all day. 'It's schoolie schoolie time, it's little Baba Kaufman-Snyder's schoolie time". She tells me that her marm sang that song to her when she was little. At least my marm doesn't ring a bell at me.

So in I go.

First, I hear a crazy yapping sound...what is that? Oh god, Emmett. He really has no idea about personal space and boundaries. He comes lunging at me, tongue going a million miles an hour. Yikes, I just got up! What is wrong with this guy? I'll just keep turning my head and craning my neck away from him unitl he gets the idea that I DON'T LIKE HIM! Great, now I have to bark at him. OK, he's walking away, for now. Where's my beddie? Oh good, no one is in my corner. Don't they know what an important puppy I am? As a senior, I deserve some respect.

Now for some well deserved nappy time.

Zzzz...