Dad has been really sick this week, so I've spent all my time nursing him back to health. It's really quite exhausting, so Mom said that I could have this week off from modeling the Froot Bats. Because I am so tired. From taking care of Dad.
Here is a picture of me this morning. I am so tired that I can't even keep my eyes open. Hopefully, today I can get caught up on some naps.
But have no fear, furriends. I found some guest Froot Bats to fill in for me. Everybuddy, I'd like you to meet Cora.
She is part German Shepherd and part Mastiff and one year old. She works at the plumbing supply store by our house. She is also very talented. In addition to selling plumbing supplies, she also knows how to shake. While standing up. (That takes talent, my furriends. I have not even mastered the shake while sitting down thing. And I'm almost 11.)
So Mom walked into Cora's store the other day and the first thing she saw was those Froot Bats sticking up over the top of the counter. As soon as she got up there, Cora stepped up to the counter to find out what Mom needed. Mom giggled and said that she was thinking "froooooot baaaaaat" in her head. She promised that she didn't say it out loud, but sometimes you never know with her. She can be really embarrassing. She did cop a feel on Cora's Froot Bats. I was jealous for a minute, but she said that my Froot Bats are waaaay softer. So anyway, I hope Cora's Froot Bats will tide you over until next week. I promise mine will be well-rested and ready to go next Friday.
Have a great weekend, everybuddy!