I’m bored! We are bored!

Ranger here.  I have been laying on this spot waiting for my mistress to take me out for my walks since Monday.  I understand why she didn’t want to take me and my other bros out for a walk on Sunday.  We were all aching from Saturday’s walk/run at the dog park.  So, what is stopping her from taking us for our walks?  She is lucky I am not bugging her as much as the other two hooligans.

Here is Cooper.  He is not as patience as I am.  Cooper and that young bugger were bugging the hell out of the mistress.  She didn’t even budge.  She planted her butt on the chair and punching away on the lappie.  Cooper looks as bored as I am.  Cooper sure knows how to get her attention tho.  He will sit next to her chair, nudge his snout under her elbows till she gives in.  The funny thing is I thought she would yell, “Knock it off!”  But nope, Cooper is still the special fella in this household.  He gets some special treatment from her.  Not from the master tho.

What about that young buck wheat, Chase?  He is spoiled to high heaven by the master and mistress.  He definitely gets a lot of attention from them.  He is bored too, I can see.  How I know?  Coz he kept asking to get out to the backyard and lay on the whatever snow that is left on the patio.  Yeah, he is worse than me.  Chase and Cooper will practically “begs” to go out of the house and then in again, the minimum 15 times a day By the way, these pics were taken on Monday.  This buck wheat is aching, limping really bad.  He sure likes to lay on the snow probably to take the pain away from both his legs.

Tomorrow is Thursday.  I sure hope my mistress will get her widening butt out of the house and walk us.  If not I think I will have to confront her and speak my mind and on my bros’ behalf.  Today, I guess I can forgive her for not walking us.  The moment she got home from work, she rush to get dinner ready, some kind of dinner that really smells darn good.  The braised chicken recipe she told the master was from here.  Good thing there were left overs from tonight’s dinner.  I over heard from them the chicken dinner was damn good.  Yeah, good, but we the furry speed bumps do not get any at all.  Speaking of being fair!  OK, so they have left overs, that means she and the master do not have to cook tomorrow evening.  This means she will have to take me and my bros for our walks.  Seriously, if there is no walks in tomorrow, me and my bros are going to cause havoc in the house for them.