it's a monday morning

so last night dad's busy cleaning his clothes. honestly, i like 'em better smelly. one of my favorite things is to just bury my head in my owner's smelly clothes. um, yeah, keep in mind, i'm a dog! so he puts those clean clothes in a bag. this morning he and mom leave and only she comes back. yeah, i know, just a little suspicious. hope he's back soon, 'cause it's just not the same. i don't know how long i can go without someone to nap with me. mom's weird, she's got some strange aversion to naps, don't know what that's all about. yawn. yeah i'm tired, typing takes a lot out of you. especially when your paw is hurt.