Mom is being a drama queen.  Just because her tummy doesn’t feel well, that’s no excuse to lounge around in bed all day and neglect me.  She certainly could learn a lot by following my example.  I vomit, Asa eats it, and we’re all good to go for the next adventure!  But nope, Mom is being totally selfish, and I’m suffering because of it.

My first indication something was wrong was yesterday when breakfast was served an hour late.  Seriously!  An hour LATE!  Who does that to a dog?  So when Asa and I went to voice our concern, Mom just laid there in bed while Dad made some really silly excuse for her about the time changing.  Oh sure like I woke up Sunday morning and suddenly my tummy didn’t know the correct time.  Seriously Dad, if you’re going to make up excuses for Mom’s negligence, can you at least make them believable?

Now everyone knows that in our household Sunday is known as Sunday Fun Day!  So after finally getting fed, I waited patiently by the backdoor to leave for our latest adventure.  Would we climb to new summits, forge vast oceans, or explore new trails?  None of the above!  Dad said because Mom was sick, we had to stay home and take care of her.  What?!  Can’t we just put the cone of shame on her, and go about our day?  We could even put her in my crate if you think that would help.

Flash forward to today, and not only is getting fed an hour late by Dad becoming standard practice, but now she expects us to not play fetch after our walk?  It’s been my routine for the past 5 years to walk with Dad, then play fetch with Mom.  How dare Mom think we should change our routine for her whims?  I repeatedly dropped my ball on her bed, trying to entice her to play, but she just ignored me.

At least I’m trying my best to get things back on schedule with my incessant whimpering to be fed and insistence on playing.  Asa is no help at all.  In fact he’s taking advantage of the situation, and curled up in bed next to Mom to take a nap with her!  He knows he’s not allowed on the bed!  Yet once again, Mom changed the rules without any rhyme or reason.  Would you believe she told him he was a good boy and cuddled up with him!  Even Dad is suffering from her neglect.  He spent yesterday doing all the yard work without any help from Mom.  Asa tried to help him by eating as many leaves as possible.  But even Asa has his limits.  At least unlike Mom, Dad didn’t neglect his responsibilities, and played with me.

*sigh* There seems to be no budging Mom out of bed today.  So while I resort to listening to Sarah McLachlan and feeling sorry for myself, I hope all of you are at least having a good day!