Okay, this entry will be all about my girl. Her name is Massah. And I love her more than anything else in the world. Besides food. And baby carrots. And sometimes my toys, depending on my mood. Luckie tagged me in a new game - tell things about your humans. So here we go....
First of all, that is a picture of me and Massah. We sit like that every night. We're perfect together because I can sit on her lap and my head fits just under her chin, so I just cuddle up against her tummy. Boring stuff first - she's going to start a new job soon and I'm actually quite excited about it! She's a therapist and is going to work in a maximum security prison. She'll be doing substance abuse/addiction counseling and some mental health counseling. But here's the BEST part: I get to go to work with her!!! They have a program there where they teach the inmates how to groom and train dogs, so I'll get to go to work with her three times a week! I won't actually get to be with HER all day, but I'll go to work with her! How cool is that?! I can't wait! And now on to the exciting stuff.... Hmmm. Well, there's not much. She doesn't really do anything. Her time is mostly spent taking pictures of me and Mean Sister Fig, breaking up our fights, dragging me away from poo in the yard, and telling Fig to stop whining. I came up with a few questions for her last night and I'll transpose them here, word for word, with what she said. (FYI - each question will be preceeded by a picture of me, because it's my blog.)
Tad: What is your favorite treat?
Massah: Well, I like tapioca pudding, Sour Patch Kids, (Fig, NO. You may not have any more food. You just ate 20 minutes ago.) and Hardee's french fries.
Tad: My favorite is baby carrots.
Massah: Yes, I know. You love them, don't you?
Tad: YES! But I think I would like all those other things you said just now too, but you won't give me any of them.
Massah: I know. We're not going to get into that again right now, Tadpole Pomagranate.
Tad: Okay, what's your favorite word?
Massah: I'll go with "intuitive."
Massah: Because it's fun to say.
Tad: My name's fun to say too, isn't it?!
Massah: Yes, yes it is. And by the way, why did you choose to put that particular picture above this question?
Tad: Because it looks like I'm flying! And you can also see my eyes, and that way you won't try to give me another mullett!
Massah: Okay, next question.
Tad: Why were you afraid of the butterfly in our yard today?
Massah: Taddy, no one cares about that.
Tad: Oh, but they DOOOOO!
Massah: Fine. It's because they always try to land on my face.
Tad: I've never seen one try to land on your face.
Massah: Well they would if I wouldn't run away from them!
Tad: AAAACK! Butterflies that attack your face!!! Their wings are flapping against my skin!!! Their antennae are waving in front of my eyes!!! Someone get them away!!! God help us all!!!!!
Massah: That's not funny. You're going to give me a panic attack.
Tad: Okay, last question...
Massah: Hang on. (FIG! Get your face out of those blinds! That toy poodle is not an imminent threat to your existance! Stop barking! NOW!) Okay - fire away.
Tad: Are we ever going to get a dad?
Massah: Did Grammy tell you to ask me that?!
Massah: You don't even know what a dad is.
Tad: I know, but they sound like fun! Everyone else has one and say they wrestle really good and give better tummy rubs.
Massah: This is ridiculous. No.
Tad: Okay, but she also gave me this coupon for EHarmony to give to you....
Massah: All right. This interview is over.